Tufts University - Jumbo Yearbook (Medford, MA)

Text from Pages 1 - 344 of the 1977 volume:

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At least, this is the way it appears to be; an endless carnival of mug shots strung together with a few lightly entertaining but dry essays. A drag to read and even a bigger drag to put together. There had to be something that would maintain the sanity of those few friends who helped me. But, beyond the tedium that obscures the yearbook and Tufts in general and makes them appear to us as different as penguins, beyond this endless cycle of work, sleep and drunken parties there is something mysterious and subtle that lurks behind every breath we take and every movement we make. Motivating us to achieve new heights in our search for learning, communication, and sometimes just plain insanity, we remain the same, yet we change. Like pieces of dust in the wind, we are tossed and turned by circumstances. Some are bold, some are indifferent, some bend, and some break. Joy, depression, love, and hate flow like the sounds of a strange and forgotten music from this hill we call home. 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PREREQUISITES: CARELESSNESS 103; INDIFFERENCE 106 (Note: 3 hours of IGNORANCE 516 may be substituted). TUITION: Varies. Dependent upon value of property you can afford to relinquish. MEETING TIMES: Hours arranged by the instructor when the best opportunity exists. INSTRUSTORS: Course taught by numerous professional and amateur instructors. Some have served lengthy fellowship .and accredited institutions. REGISTRATION: Students need not register for this course. Instructors will contact you upon proof of completion of prerequisites. This course is designed to leave you with an unforgettable educational experience. PS: TUP does not recommend this course to anyone. Please take care of your property. 10 if ■� ft. Tom Gaither Keith Starks Bruce Divirgilio Paul Sorgi Brenda Connors Susan Zwijeski Ray Mazza Lynne Kadish, Jeff Hamilton, Wendell Anderson, John Coyle 14 Peter Kalil Angela Ferris Ruth Carretta Paul Tarquinio 16 17 Angela French Robert LaMarche Donna Harkavy Walter Razorback Sass Marian Ferro 19 Jim Campbell f r ■ ' : ' 1 jM; M Elizabeth Hoffer , - Howard Blatchford David Stewart Jan Snyder Diane Shrank 22 Linda Accaiello Barbara Maisel 23 Dave Bearman Gary Gurka Charles Garabedian, Jr. Pamela M. Whitley Bill Smyth, Rich Willis, Dave Trigg, Dick Hughes, Betsy Hutnick. 26 Heather Pena Greg Coolidge Terri Birger Ann Sperling 27 Mary Elizabeth Murphy 28 Carol Harris Kelly Stephens Nancy Owen Peggy Lowenstein Christine Benoit 29 Members of the Society of Friends, or Quakers, worship in silence. A visitor to a silent meeting, uncertain of Quaker practice, turned to a Friend and asked, Pardon me, but when does the service begin? The Friend replied, The service begins when the meeting is over. So it is with members of the Class of 1977. Now that the preparation is over, the education begins in earnest. Or it should! For too many graduates, however, commencement is an end rather than a beginning. It is a goal to which students aspire and with which they are satisfied. Our common expressions reveal our attitudes here. We speak of graduating from the University. We speak of being through. But if our education has been effective, we would not feel comfortable in speaking this way. We should see ourselves as being graduated into and not away from the university. 31 That we concieve of graduation this way is hardly surprising. After all, most of us have been conditioned throughout our schooling to think of satisfying our teachers as our first priority. Imagine! A lifetime of finding out what the teacher wants — and attempting to satisfy him or her. Imagine! psyche the professor; find out what he or she wants. On to graduate school for more of the same. It takes a remarkably strong-minded student not to be intimidated by the rigid patterns of our systems. Wittingly or not, much of our formal education has become characterized by a buying and selling of units of academic currency called credits. Have you had Hemingway? Yes, two credits. Have you had religion? Well, only one credit. This travesty — no less unfor¬ tunate for being unintended — is of our own creation. And as we have allowed it to develop, we can, given the will, change it. Members of the Class of 1977 have not, of course, been immune to pressures to interpret their education in such terms, or in terms of success in entering graduate school or in securing a lucrative job. Yet from its beginning Tufts has given ample evidence of a more profound and more enduring understanding of higher education. Tufts ' founders, members of a minority religious group, the Universalists, insisted that their College reflect their rejection of the then prevailing standards of religious discrimination. In the most recent periods. Departments have continuously scrutinized their curricula to develop programs which most effectively encourage students to take initiative for their own learning. Also, programs like the College Within, the Plans of Study, and the Experimental College have stood as constant reminders to students and faculty alike that the ultimate goal of education is not to satisfy a professor ' s or a program ' s requirements but to engage responsibly in a lifelong process of independent learning. Happily, today Tufts remains in the vanguard of educational pioneering with imaginative and dynamic new leadership which is envisioning and creating bold new institutes and schools commited simultaneously to the deepest and highest goals of education and to the widest concepts of service to humanity. Members of the Class of 1977, I hope that you will see your graduation as only one milestone in your own never-ending intellectual and spiritual adventure. I hope that your graduation is not from but into an enduring community of memory, commitment, and hope, the community of Tufts alumni and friends. Howard Hunter Chairman of the Religion Department the College Within 32 MTUPPi • §7$ BW i it Rmjl mlmmm Jumbo: What was it that appealed to you about becoming President of Tufts? President Mayer: I ' ve been in Universities I would say almost all of my life. I was a member of faculties of Universities for twenty-eight years; twenty-six of them at Harvard. It is a very pleasant life to be a senior professor at Harvard and also a master in one of the houses because you have a sense of the best of both worlds. Still, because I am very interested in educational philosophy, I am interested in the whole concept of the university structure and what can be done with it. I am also interested in the relationship of under¬ graduate to graduate education and what you can write about all those things. If you have a chance to help do it, it ' s more interesting. And after publishing about six hundred research articles, teaching a great many courses, I felt it was time, if I was ever going to get to educational action, for a change. Now to the question of why Tufts rather than any other University. First of all, it ' s a very nice place, and its a good university. It ' s not too large so that you can ' t actually do something. Whereas, in very enormous organizations it ' s very hard to make any changes. It ' s not too small, it ' s a complete university with very excellent graduate schools, as well as the undergraduate liberal arts college. And then, on top of it, it ' s in the greater Boston area and I ' ve lived most of my life in New England and Boston is a city I love. I know a great many people, it ' s very easy, I didn ' t have to pull up stakes and leave. All my friends, my neighbors, my church. So, it was a very pleasant eventuality, something I ought to do and I do with pleasure. J: As far as your concepts of education are concerned, what would you plan to change at Tufts? M: I ' ve been struck by the fact that since the founding of Universities, in particular since the Renaissance, univer¬ sities have gone toward greater and greater specialization, and yet all big societal decisions, decisions which involve bringing together facts from a great many fields and balancing them with ethical factors into decision making. And one of the things we ' re working on, as you know, is the development of undergraduate programs leading to policy analysis and decision making. So that ' s one change in undergraduate education. I am also struck by the fact that universities are better at talking about the arts than doing them, usually. So we are developing that strong system of interaction with the Boston Museum of Fine Arts School, the New England Conservatory, with those that are major¬ ing in drama, art, music, and so. In engineering, there I am struck by the fact that many of our engineers end up as plant managers and as people that run these plants. And yet there is no place in the country that teaches them management of large steel and building projects. A lot of engineers go into business and management school, but usually they go there to cease being engineers and to become executives and managers. I am also interested in international affairs and in the development of an international relations major jointly with the undergraduate pro¬ gram and the Fletcher School. So, there are alot of things growing and which we are working on in the undergraduate curriculum which I think people will be inter ested in. I am also interested in developing more medical courses for people not going to be physicians, and courses in agriculture for people who are not going to be farmers. In the health area, of course, we ' re doing quite a bit in terms of structuring better medical education within the overall health system of the country. We are looking at affiliated health professions, we are looking at possibly having a veterinary school. We are trying to create between what we already have and with the resources we can bring in probably the most integrated regional and the most integrated intellectually of all the systems of health education in the U.S. at Fletcher which is an extraordinarily good school that has strong traditional majors and a history of diplomacy, inter¬ national law, international economics and cultural exchange we are planning to expand into problems that we will have to deal with in the future such as food, energy, maritime affairs, population. We are also creating think tanks to go along with the Fletcher School. We already have one institution of foreign policy. We are a university which really is in full evolution and I think it ' s perceived by the outside world as a university where things are really happening, which has really exciting programs going on. And I think we are on our way to being seen as a great national university. And that ' s something you couldn ' t do, to get back to your previous question, at a place like say Boston University which is so beset by financial problems. It would also be difficult to do that in universities which may be very wealthy but are very traditional and very decentralized in their mode of governance. And it would be difficult to do it in a state university. So Tufts is a good place to really zero in on an educational response to the new view of the 34 world. J: One of the principle problems I see here and I think a great deal of the student population sees, which I don ' t know how much feedback you ' ve gotten back on is that the facilities here at the undergraduate school are less than adequate. M: First of all, let me talk about this, yesterday we approved the continued restoration of Barnum. We ' re going to spend three million dollars in the next eighteen months. We ' ll have a three hundred seat classroom, a one hundred seat classroom, additional labs, and other additional resources. We are also planning to build a rather large student center. We have a whole study done that ' s been done and you know it ' s a very interesting thing because everybody is so good about saying what the student center should be. But we have had a team who has for two months inter¬ viewed a lot of people on the campus and we believe that no two people have the same opinion about what the student center should be. Well, you may think there is a consensus, but I assure you we have interviewed a lot of people and when you look at the list you can see that there is not. Let me assure you that it ' s not that easy to decide what it is that ' s important to do because no two people have the same priorities. For instance, you would say that there is general agreement that one needs a snack bar that would be open at various times. When you ask me for how many times a week would you use it if we had it, do you know that the average works out to be less than one time per week. A lot of students are not interested. I have all sorts of other things. For some people a sauna is very important, other people would care less whether there ' s a sauna or not. Some people are interested in having a beer-cellar. The average use is about once a month. If you ask enough students opinions one thing is clear, not everyone wants the same things. J: How about a travel bureau, we need a travel bureau, a small office to get in touch with airlines. Now that wouldn ' t be used very much, but it ' s an essential part because a lot of people here are from all over the country and now they have to go to Boston to arrange things. M: The point of the matters is, you are absolutely sure, you speak with great vehemence, you know what people want. But this is not true. Other people have entirely different priorities. J: But you said there is a consensus that we should have a student center. M: Yes, but there is no consensus about what it is. J: MIT solved the problem by putting everything in their student center. They have an incredible student center. I think it would do a lot for cohesion of the school. M: Where do you think I ' m going to get a million dollars for this student center? J: From the six-thousand dollar tuition we apy. M: Think again. Now that ' s the sort of easy answer. Six thousand dollars doesn ' t even pay for a fraction of our costs. If I want to get first rate professors I have to pay them more, and so on and so forth. Remember, that the faculty of Art and Sciences at Harvard is operating at a big deficit in spite of their rather large endowment. We have been in the black for years and intend to stay in it, and can ' t afford not to be. The point of the matter is, we will have a student center, but it probably will be something more modest than what people think it is. The other thing which we are particularly interested in is that a lot of students have never gone to Eaton Lounge. J: That ' s fine, but the thing is there are committees . . . M: No, no, no we say that ' s fine but the fact of the matter is when I tried to access the urgency of a student center as compared to other competing urgencies, like a new theatre, a music building, and so on, I have to be convinced that people would really use it, and be convinced that every component would be used, and that ' s where I have some problem. I mean there are some people who think a barber shop is more important than eating. Now, a lot of those facilities that you are talking about can be done in another way. For instance, a travel aid, or travel office is useful to have, someone on the campus who has the information and can do it. But if you knew that the travel office was in one of the dormitories, or at Curtis Hall, which is an underused building . . . So, my point is that yes, I am very conscious of the fact that there are things which should be brought on the campus which do not exist right now. I am 35 also not absolutely convinced that a single unitary student center is necessarily the best way to provide all the services that can be thought of. And so I have to sort out and figure out what it is that actually needs to be centralized and what could be decentralized. And balancing priorities, and what it is that people want. The drama people would like a theatre that seats four or five hundred people. The music people would like an auditorium, etc. It becomes fairly clear that we ' re going to need one or two auditoriums. It ' s not clear that each one of the units needs to have one but that is what they would like to have. So what I am saying is that before we go into very expensive types of decisions we have to be really sure to see how we can consolidate. There is no doubt that we need more buildings and more space. We also have to be very sure that we can consolidate and combine the things that we need to do. One reason many people like Tufts is because of the looks of the place. This is very important. The feeling of having an open campus in the middle of a very crowded area is very important. I can not afford to cover up the hill with buildings that people would like to have. This is one more reason why a center as large as the one at MIT would be very much of a problem. Where would you put it? There are two open spaces on campus. But, again my point is that it may well be that we do need to spread things out more. We have a lot of space on the other side of the railroad tracks but people think of it as sort of a graveyard there. If we started putting some dormitories or activities down there all of a sudden we would have more room rather than less because people would start thinking about it as part of the campus. At this point we have a peculiar situation that the place where everyone wants their buildings would kill every tree and every blade of grass. But the minute you say we may be able to do it but we must do it out there, people say it ' s too far. If you really think that it ' s too far and you are no longer interested, how much do you really need it. And this is not a problem just with the student center which is very important, I am not denying for a minute that we need more communal facilities, all I am saying is that I have to try and combine this with the various other needs because when I put all the priorities together it ' s going to cost an awful lot of money. The medium income of the families of the students that go to Tufts is now going to be fairly high, but you have to remember that the college has grown in size. Incidentally, I don ' t want Tufts to grow any further because it ' s getting too large. The alumni body, among the people who are say forty-five now, is relatively small because in those days the college was small. But what I can say is that I think that our tuition will continue to be comparable to the tuitions of comparable colleges and that the increase will be of the same volume as everybody else. Everybody is facing the same problems. And I must say that you ' d be surprised how expensive fuel has been this winter. I wouldn ' t be surprised if we ended up spending several hundred thousand more than we expected. But, then that ' s the same problem that everyone in the north is facing. J: So we can probably expect about a four hundred tuition increase. M: Right. Let me add that in a situation of this sort, not having too many buildings is a big help. And this is another reason we want to make sure, in as much as the energy crisis is here to stay, and is as much as we can ' t count on the climate improving, we want to make sure that we make maximum use of the existing buildings because otherwise we get stuck with having to heat them. J: What sort of financial plans do you have in mind as far as keeping us in the black? M: Well, I think I would like to contribute to them. I mean I think a university should be in the black. I think that the key to the success of an institution like this, who doesn ' t have a very large endowment, is to do things which bring in money. The students often think that there is a conflict between research and teaching, and it ' s very much the reverse. If we have more research going on we have more money and more overhead to bring in young people who admittedly do research but who are also available to teach. And if we can develop strong research programs of the right type we will have a larger and better faculty. It ' s not either or at all. The people think that there is a project from which the money comes from and then you allot it to various uses but that ' s not the way money is at all. Money comes for certain purposes, money from tuition is something you can allot to various things. For instance, there is money available in the federal budget solely for regional schools, or even state schools which operate only in one state. On the other hand, if we have a veterinary school it will mean that we have a much larger biological faculty 36 from which probably everyone would benefit, including the undergraduates. So, my thought is that we all should look at things which no one else is doing, from a regional point, in the country. Not only because it ' s important, and it ' s useful and its nationally significant, but also because it can be done in such a way that it increases the overall resources and taxability of the university. Let me add something else, we talked about the things we have and what we want. We have, at present, the best estimate we have is that at present there are one hundred-fifteen thousand young people a year who can afford to go to schools, to private colleges and who have SAT scores that will be at least considered. Actually that figure means SAT scores which are quite a bit lower will be considered. Let ' s say there are one hundred-fifteen thousand people now. The best estimate we have is that by nineteen eighty-five, with the same criteria, there will be only eighty-five thousand students a year in that colleges and universities will not be there next. And the fact of the matter is we, for instance our occupations are holding very steady, and increasing, while most everybody ' s occupations are beginning to be way down. We are at present, as compared to several years ago, we are now competing successfully with schools which we were not competing with at all. So, without all the weaknesses and deficiencies, which I ' m very conscious of, we are actually improving our competitive position in terms of people choosing to come here instead of going somewhere else. As compared to what it was a few years ago, for instance, we are now competing very successfully with Smith. You know, we didn ' t use to compete with a college like Smith. Many more people are accepted here than at University of Rochester or Johns Hopkins. We are getting to be in the big league, we are in the big league in regard to universities, so we must be doing something right, especially consider¬ ing that we have a much smaller endowment than anyone else. So I am quite aware of the fact that there are lost of things we don ' t have and I want to remedy this but there are obvious things we have. One of the things that I think people see is a very good faculty, a very serious student body who are by and large very nice people. Everyone always tells you how nice people are at Tufts and it ' s true. We also have the great advantuge of a campus which gives an impression of repose. Even the geography is conducive to this feeling; when you think that there are five thousand students on this campus it never really looks crowded. I have been puzzled over that. I think it has a lot to do with the geography, the hill, and the configuration of the buildings because it ought to look much more crowded especially considering that there ' s a large part of the campus, we have one hundred-thirty acres on the campus, but a very large part is an area where few people go. The density of population is fairly great but it somehow looks nice and people have the feeling that they sort of make the best of both worlds. They are in an urban area. They have the facilities of Boston available and yet it doesn ' t look harassed and hectic. And I think that must be something we want to preserve. However we do our expansion, we should do it in such a way that we don ' t become cluttered up. J: It would seem that the way you ' re talking about your educational policies and your financial policies and how they basically link together, and the new trend in people applying to Tufts, it ' s almost as if Tufts is entering a new era. M: Let me put it this way: the choice is very clear, either we are going to be absolutely first-rate, or we ' re not going to be there. I think everybody ' s in agreement as to the fact that we want to be there and we want to be first-rate. I think that the problem is then finding the resources und the wise use of resources we have. And the problem with certain buildings is that money is easier to get for certain buildings than others. For instance, a student center is something which really has to come from parents and alumni. We ' re not going to get any help from the federal government or from foundations to have a student center. We need it but that ' s where the money has to come from. By contrast, we could get federal help for laboratories. Even the faculty, I think, has trouble, they see a pocket out of which the money goes and then it can go anywhere. People say if we have money to do everything in our school then why can ' t we increase right away, the biology facilities at the undergraduate level. The answer to that is that the money available for the veterinary school is money that we couldn ' t begin to touch for any other purpose. But in the process of planning an enlargement of our biomedical facilities, if we do it right, there will be more facilities available for undergraduates. 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Aab ib’s nob tAe same, dob tAe same setting , nob tAce same associations coitA tAe same feofde. dadtAcat’s tAe cocgg ib Aas to- Ae. ffocr are in a constant state gff aro. 40 Joe Paradiso 41 Doug Barton Linda Carleu Manuel Rodriguez Andrew Ogden Hummel Henry Akina Wendy Bell, Karen Dennison Lynn Salinger, Donna Hansen Patricia Egan 43 Robin Allinson Perhaps Perhaps it ' s as you say that nothing stays lost forever. I had a heart-shaped locket I lost at the shore in Maryland. I shouldna worn it swimming. Maybe someone has it now and wonders who C.M. was. Wuz as in wuzzat noise or waz, depending on where you ' re from. I ' m from Maryland. Lostlocket, Maryland. Where the air riffles over sunset-pink fields and the marsh breathes purple, where ya don ' t slam the screen door and ya don ' t provoke your brother and ya don ' t talk to your mother like that. The beaches stink of crab and sun-tan lotion and the yellow-jackets don ' t fool around, and jellyfish ' ll sting ya if ya go too deep. Ya don ' t notice, but the current pulls ya way down the beach. — Constance Mattingly 44 ym Steven Eisenberg Michelle Stent Jack Oram Lee Fesman and George McGovern ' ■ Linda Kames Barry Hanover Carl R. Johnson 49 Gary Bailey Nina Vitale Amy Nabseth Leslie Plesent Phillippa Von Gelder Suzanne Quigley £ ' St H ' WM gM fg Beth Tanner 52 Ramon Isales Margie Kimball 53 Jill Leigh 57 58 Ruth Zikaras Andy Krinsky Carolyn Kelly Sarah Rabinowitz Thomas Russo David Hallen Steven Crordon Daniel Packard Kent Lamere 60 Karen Mooradian Andrew Toga 61 Susan Shen Joey Feliciano Cebello Morales Janet Foster Sally M. Shubert Debra J. Trantolo Alice Ann Bruno June Kaiser Elaine Klein Diane Rubin Harold L. Rappaport 63 Ken Raphael John Hoffner Dave Shimbo Diane Oshin 65 Dave Potter Barbi Lee Betsy Glaser Joan Hessing Ann Cony Judith Kartin 67 Marolin deVelagin Sara Wachspress Carrollyn S. Kelly 68 Beth Slotnick Jean Cameron Blodgett 69 Nancy R. Dreyer Julie Hunt 70 Pamela Lainez Anna Koules Robert Stemin 71 Sarah Hartman Flo Tawb Jonathan M. Samel 72 Joan Gilman Peter Alan Small Jackie Coyle 73 nr-iim Sandy Kirsh y W IPr t v L L � CT 1 HI i r- esvv H -« W, ,JH .4t l. -:jrVK A g7 1 ?,4 4 1 ” jfjpPai “ • • r x — •. «. i ’ ’• j 1 ■ SBHn11 ■ m L « «imB|H (iV K Janice Meilei Wang Shep Davis Karen Snow Frank Jones Ami Newmark 77 LIFE SONG I ' ll cry you a song of the night With bells that glitter And all that ' s fine of gold I ' ll build you a ship full of light To travel from the heartland to the heights To dance upon a rainbow. And fly from the sun Dream on the mountains ' silver moonlight Bring a cup of dew from the ocean to you. The wind has filled all the sails They bend to the breeze as the new day unveils The captain is security He has the strength to wait The first mate is consequence The cook she is fate. How shall they band together To sail such a ship on such a fateful trip Wandering in the half-light of dawn The old forms fall fast behind and are gone Waiting for the future to come Waving good bye to the past Each memory comes again In memories of good times and faces of friends Platt Platt 78 niuWuAj •ft 79 (Jitoitern $ blz by ®ony Jiofre (©nee upon a time there were two urban kingdoms, Medford and Somerville, and a woody isolated spot inbetween, a hill that rose sharply like a pimple against the blushing horizon, a hill with a light at the top that beckons to you and grows more distant as you tread silently up the exhausting slope. The people who live here say knowledge is like the pyramid, and you can start anywhere to reach the same point of truth. Tufts University is such a place. Only from afar, on the outer limits, off campus as they say, can one truly see how the Tufts Community and the knowledge it bestows is shaped like a giant pyramid. It reflects the social structure of the people of these lands, where there are many lower-income workers performing services and acting as a foundation for higher-level managers, who in turn support the wealthy ruling class at the top. This land is called America, a mythical land where a peanut farmer is King, the most profitable enterprise is journalism, and the universities are factories for the giant computer industry. This fable is about Tufts University, how it tried to be different, how it lost control and died in the light of reason, and how it was reborn. And now, a message from your author . . . Hi! Whenever you see this symbol: you ' re with us! The price of freedom, wrote deTocqueville, is constant vigilance. The fable you are about to read has its awkward moments, so please be patient. I am trying to fictionalize something that is real , and sometimes I use real names of things (but I don ' t want any trouble) so remember that you have opened a yearbook that is pure fantasy. If any of these ideas expressed here were completely true, they would be devastating, and everyone would feel guilty. Maybe you think we ' re being a bit too trite, but it doesn ' t matter, a yearbook by its very nature is trite. You seniors already know what you look like, and yearbooks usually remind you of your wonderful past through its pictures, not its words. And any younger stud ents who want to learn how to put together a yearbook, can you really learn by reading it? Come up and watch them sometimes, typing and smoking and sipping Coke till four a.m. . . . But I don ' t mean to intimidate you. I am not one of them. I ' m not one of you either. I ' m from someplace else. Read this story. Why not? It begins with a scene from the real world, where the writer, Tim Bogest, and the editor of The Glimpse , Randy Crowe, are waking to their responsibilities. The Glimpse is an art form struggling for self-preservation amidst the technological advancement of science and engineering. They eventually come upon a solution to their problem, and their plight manifests itself in the form of a modem fable: The Legend of Nostroleum. 81 A rocking chair rocked steadily from the Mystic River winds blowing down College Ave. On the porch a sandy-haired semi-comatose freak lay sprawled across the floorboards, his hands locked securely around a goldplated hookah. The front door swayed back and forth, with the giant eye pasted on it focusing every once in a while on you . This was the front porch to the office of The Glimpse , housed in a creaking wooden structure made antique in less than six years as the result of a firebombing. It stood impressively next to a complete den of iniquity, a veritable haven for drop-outs, drunkards and lunatics, and both Randy ' s and Tim ' s favorite hangout, the College Without. “Wake up! Randy kicked Tim and threw at him a copy of this week ' s Tufts Sightseer. ' ' They ' ve done a feature article on the new President. They ' ve reported the whole vote count, they ' ve interviewed the board members, they ' ve written analyses. And we ' re standing here holding our ( expletive deleted ) in our hands, wondering what to do next. Well, what do we do next? Tim rubbed his eyes. For starters, we could write our own article on the next President. You could also get off your ass. What are we doing this month for an issue, anyway? Exposing the unsanitorial facilities of the cafeteria. Exploring the inner world of Cybernetics. Discussing the three rapes in the last two years. Making a plea for a new Drama Center and a Student Union. Announc¬ ing a Short-Story Contest — Enough! We need something scandalous, astonishing, outrageous. We have to either create something out of the blue, or try to out-scoop the Sightseer . Create something? Out of what? There ' s nothing here! Precisely. We must create something out of nothing, or what appears to be nothing. 82 Shall I write about the President? Shall I fill a column or two with z ' s? Zzzzzzzzzz! No. Randy put his hand on his hip and squinted as if he were holding a monocle. We need something out of the ordinary. We need a fantasy that can touch reality. You can write it, focusing on the Tufts Community. We need an introduction, a ' state of the art ' of the cam¬ pus experience. A tour de force exposing the social ethics of this com¬ munity as exemplified by the passionate displays of raw human emo¬ tion in the streets and at university functions — Whoa! Let me get this down — Never mind. I want a kind of fairy tale, or fable. I have an idea in mind, let me sketch it out for you. Randy hunched over a table with his pencil. When he was finished he was smiling over a job well done. We ' re going to invent our own president. We ' ll invent our characters. Here ' s what I want it to look like: Tim yawned and looked with dismay. What the hell is he talking about? Here is what he saw: 83 84 “We can have a famous President said Randy Crowe. We can have a famous student ! quipped Tim. A student who will one day become President of the United States! But before that, he was the owner of a giant corporation, a pickle industry, a briny wart-covered King Pickle thrusting into the Oval Office, a dill one at that! And his name will be . . Ahh, the story begins, as all fables should, on a promising note of encouragement. Soon you will become aware of the powerful enigma known only as Nostroleum , and you will have an insatiable desire for relish on your cafeteria hot dogs. When will the university find itself caving inward from the quaking powers of Nostroleonic influence? Not in the next half-hour. I ' m heading over to the College Without. The sun is setting, the beer is running out, and there ' s a party happening Off Campus. Care to join me? 85 THE PARTY I ' ll play it first and tell you what it is later. — Miles Davis Sorry, this is only an approximation, not the real thing. Limping Crowe, my dear editor, if you are reading this (you should be), remember that I tried to keep it short and sweet, but I ' ve grown fond of your typewriter, your wobbly desk, your hemorrhoid-healing straight-back chair. I tried to make my characters dynamic, but face it: real people are not that way. Darwin ' s theory of evolution leads me to conclude that characters are neither absolutely good or evil, and therefore characters in a novel should not reach enlightment, nor should there be any resolutions, if the story is going to be at all realistic. How can anything that moves and changes be made to stand still long enough for me to bang it out on this typewriter? If everything would just fall into place and stay that way! The Freshman lay back on his dormitory mattress, exhausted, perplexed, eyes roving about searching for a pattern that would lock the open closet, uneven drawers, dirty mirror reflecting harsh phlorescent light, desk cluttered with pamphlets and bursting suitcases into something he could understand. He got up and walked over to his desk, sat down, began to organize things: stapled instructions left by the Head Resident, more instructions from the Dean of Housing, a letter from the Dean of Students, another letter from the President of the university, a course plan book, Welcome to Tufts! from the Freshman Orientation Department, a daily schedule of events for the next two weeks, a meal ticket and st udent I.D., a notebook left by his mother, a trash can left by his father, a special brochure of Computer Science courses, an invitation to a Party at the President ' s house for all new-coming students, and two things he ' d brought with him from his past in Passaic, New Jersey: a novel by Vonnegut. Player Piano, and a record by Frank Zappa, We ' re Only In It For the Money . 87 88 The book he had owned for years. His older brother had given it to him, had cried on his shoulder, and had then gone off to die in Vietnam. (A clue!) The record by Frank Zappa he had never heard. A Freshman ' a Big Brother had mailed it to him in Passaic a month earlier. He didn ' t have a record player, so he could only grimace at the cover, a parody of the Beatles ' Sargeant Pepper cover except the members of the band are wearing women ' s clothes, and the word MOTHERS is spelled out with vegetables. (Another clue!) There are two mysteries propelling this perplexed Freshman like a whirling dervish into the arena of Tufts Univer¬ sity. The first is the Mystery of Life, and the second is the mystery of who sent him that outrageous record. The Freshman jumped off the mattress suddenly, hearing a laugh down the hall. Through his mind raced two ideas, running neck and neck to the finish line of his consciousness, a lightning photo-finish. One was something his high-school sweetheart once said to him, the other a song title from the Zappa album. The first was Why don ' t you get your mind out from behind that cloud and grow up! The other was The Chrome-Plated Megaphone of Destiny . This kind of absurd juxtaposition of ideas usually occurs in the minds of those who get stoned alone, as the Freshman was in the habit of doing. For three months he ' d ridiculed his social life through the mystic haze of a lonesome smoke. A computer wizard with a gleam in his eye has a tendency to look like a genius, and if you add a touch of personal aloofness, it borders on the mystic. The Freshman signed the sigh of Sisyphus leaning on his Rock. A new face, a new haircut, a new scene, but the same old schtick . Intense boredom infiltrated his set-up like the CI A planting double-agents. He studied the calendar of events, and seeing an open space for tonight, he filled it with the President ' s invitation. 89 Meanwhile, (there ' s gonna be a lot of meanwhiles, I got to cover a lot of ground in this story) another newcomer to the Student Body waxed his black wingtips and placed them neatly underneath his hangered tuxedo, then stood back as if he were studying a sculptered still life, an odd one at that, in a room filled with Indian blankets, afghani rugs, dirty laundry, overturned bhangs, kitty litter and a parachute on the ceiling, and posters covering every inch of the dorm ' s decorative cinder-block. This newcomer was not like other students: his door was not locked, his windows weren ' t closed, and he would not ignore the knock on the door, even if the door knockers were refugees from the world ' s largest single gathering of reporters, newspeople, journalists, camera crews, producers, directors, talent scouts, fashionable gossip hounds, pimply-faced photographers from Hustler , Medford and Somerville vigilante groups, Police Chiefs (or is it Chieves?), pickpockets, winos and a rabid dog. Yet if all these creatures appeared at the doorstep of this newcomer ' s room, it would hardly be surprising. All these creatures were appearing on campus. Tufts University has a new president: the world renowned Foreign Policy Advisor, Secretary of State and Chairman of the Board of Royal Burgers, Corp., the one and only Fester P. Gazotsky; and Tufts University was the media Mecca of the year. There was a knock at the door. He opened it to a man with Dick Tracy features in a gabardine suit with a pencil behind his ear, smiling, always smiling. Hello there! I ' m from the New Republic. Say, you ' re a new student, right? Are you a Freshman — ah, I mean, Freshperson? Ha, I ' m little older and wiser than that, to be sure. Five years ago I was fresh here, then I got more stale, breathing 90 smoke and eating fungus, I had to get on the move. On the move, heh? And did you get your head together, as they say? The reporter ' s eyes flicked like flashbulbs. Well, I penetrated every continent, got as far as I could. I was looking for a real education, y ' know, the kind you learn from living in flophouses, eating raw meat, sleeping on trains and climbing mountains to find holy men. I found a lesson to learn in the damndest of places! The world traveler ' s face showed a movie-actor ' s animation, Paul Newman ' s baby-blue eyes, Neal Cassady ' s tight-muscled mouth, Henry Fonda ' s faked southern accent. The reporter ' s mouth started up almost immediately, like a teletype responding to an unheard command. Well, now, you should be a junior then, right? Right! Tell me, if you ' re so dedicated to ' movin on ' , why did you decide to return to the drudgery of an ordinary college education? Just like I said, he answered with a Peter Fonda smile. I find a lesson to learn in the damndest of places! Then he slammed the door. Thank you very much for the interview! the reporter dutifully announced to the closed door. (Two days later, an article would appear in the New Republic about the flock of new transfers who were veterans of the Early Hip era of Tufts University. The Junior would be quoted as saying I came here for an education. I don ' t give a flying (expletive deleted) about this place. A conclusion would be reached that the veterans want to return to the traditional beliefs and values of their forebearers, and that they have faith in the capitalist system. The Junior ' s name would also be mentioned. How did the reporter get the Junior ' s name? He asked me. I ' m the Writer.) 91 7 C . Cl Patrice Fitzgerald Mary Ellen Foti Wendy Olum 93 Lee Fumiss t (, ■ ' ' ' V iA J ‘ if Cv ‘ .«% jjfT ' ' Jfr ■ ;W- ' ' s ' Joan Test 94 Anthony George 95 Alberta Owens 96 m. ' ! i 1 Peter D. Bolton Beth McMahon perhaps, it ' s as you say that nothing stays lost forever, berries gathered for the eyes of snowbirds, snow priest ' s jewels, then cast into drifts, red crystals, held loosely in shadow. the earth takes them in kindles and scatters, sometimes they are flares on the horizon. sometimes they are drawn in so deeply — they become stars falling through inward nights. 4 iU I ' W 99 i ' L mm - S [ftow, 1 ' w . • XO ) 1 ; S III S BlBgl l WSmi ■II 1 =238 r Hi|i ■� 1 inr : ? iSits m I ini BH i L mm III | =::5 M i Si| Iff rra� SSi iiimiiiiinmniii m Mm msmM VbM MM ice -cream Elizabeth Bond Elaine S. doth Tom Connolly Nancy Toby Baker ill 112 Peter Grannis Class of 1977, Latin Society Alberto Dorfzaun Pedro Pico Sonia Brailovsky Raymond Morales Carlos Lopez Jack Btesh Gail Ross 113 114 Elliott Brooks Shelley Miller Amy Rosen 115 Karl Meek John Valvanis Spiro Mitrokostas Mike Bykowsky 116 Ira S. Flam Candy Hajko Nancy Heckman 117 Bemie Young Pam Frawley Hsueh-Tse Lee Soma Brailovscky Mary Basset 1 7 ( y 1 luiiLfeE w i w i x f « V ' J |8jWs. bHK £ Alberto Dorfzaun Commune Communication Richard Shipley Residing in my stucco Frane, with yours truly stuccoed with a three year lease, are three cats, a mynah bird with a pronounced inclination towards using one syllable four letter words, a great dane with a tapeworm, as well as my four housemates. The pets rarely get phone calls. The great dane occasionally gets a call from a poodle down the block, but he invariably answers himself. My four housemates are either at school or at work during the day and, owing to my unemployed status, I have become an answering service of sorts. Not one to shirk a responsibility, I appropriated sixty-eight cents from last month ' s food money and purchased a spiral notebook in which to record the phone messages. Previously, I would scrawl phone messages on the refrigerator door in felt tip pen, but several of my housemates complained of loss of appetite and attributed this to the contents of their phone messages. Being a light eater myself, I hadn ' t noticed. Judge for yourself. June 1 Peggy — Ross called and wants to know if you ' d like to play strip backgammon Saturday night at his place. I explained that you didn ' t know how to play and he said to tell you he would spot you an overcoat. Rick 122 Glenn Dubler Grace — Steve called to say he ' d meet you at Roger ' s place before you went to Stacey ' s and that you shouldn ' t count on Martha and Bill coming, as they both had Legionnaire ' s Disease. I asked if that was Martha and Bill Vogelhut and he said no. Then he asked if we were talking about the same Grace. He said he wanted Grace Turner and I told him you were Grace Brennan. He said he must have the wrong number, but that he ' d get back to you if he couldn ' t find Grace Turner ' s number. Rick Paul — Buddy called about the game. Rick Arnold — Your mother wants to know if you ' re still among the living. What should I tell her? Rick Rick — No calls today. Rick Rick Valerie Hobbs 123 V - ' . 7 s Rod Osborne Peter Nelson Peggy — Dr. Hart from the Free Clinic called today. He said to tell you the rabbits are in. Rick June 3 Rick — Did Buddy call back? He said he did, but there wasn ' t any message for me. X Paul Paul — He ' s right. He did call. Rick Steve Pomerantz Lud Kimbrough June 2 Rick — What game? . . f auff • - t‘ Rick — DM Stev e call Back? . « - ♦ � Kj ' V. ' Grace Arnold 1 —; Ybmr mSther called She is h- . s . . x r, v ♦ • % • % threatening private irwestigator if tv {« � ' you don ' tW- r .; V • phone P e one she had wffe qoVfeip Iv ytarS old. She says you were twelve. i� 2fell hohfe’SvHaert you - • % v ' .RiOr „ like to borrow your notes in Physl£ d$? y like anyhow? vf � Rick Jy Everyone — Rent is now ffifiee d$ overdue. Everyone has p fi.bu someone lend him $81.25 June 4 Rick — I left the noteb dining room table. The . jrV onica on the 0 s Guttenburg Frost. You ' ve met Monica before. She is that nice girl I set you up on a blind date with last February. • • .AS 124 Cohen VoiJ remember, that w JU den attack of Parkii take the bus to St. Jud( fifeatment. P.S. Can ' t si f mgtw you fl EFtne s disuse and had to r imm J je medical £J5 h Sorry. Grace Rick — I haven ' t been home yet 125 Rich Elliot, Scott Fraser, Charlie Johnson, Edward Merker Daniel P. Wiener Rick — What was Buddy ' s message? What is his phone number? What game is he talking about? Paul Paul — How should I know? Rick Arnold — Thanks. By the way, your mom wants to know if Saskatoon is in the north¬ ern or southern hemisphere. Rick Peggy — Dr. Hart called. The services are today. Rick Grace — Your boss called. He was wonder¬ ing how you were. He got the idea some¬ where that you had the flu. Rick Rick — Still no calls. Rick 126 Donna Marron Terri Silverberg June 6 No calls today. Grace — Your dog is hungry. You might be wondering how I guessed. I deduced the fact from the way he ate the telephone cord like a piece of licorice spaghetti. Rick 127 David Seifer P.S. The repairman from MaBell would like to talk with you at your convenience about a coil of wire missing from his tool box. He seems to think Lancelot ' s eating habits are somewhat indiscri¬ minant. By the way, you got a telegram from your boss. It ' s on your bureau. Rick Rick June 7 Arnold — Your mom has got a quite a sens ' e of humor. She called today and told me that the newspaper refuses to run your obituary until she produces a corpus dementus. She said she put a contract out on you. Rick Cindy Palladino Barney Schlinger 128 129 Arnold — Your mother called again. She wants really a nice lady Arnold. We struck up quit an cquaintai to think she could spare-the $81.25 I need She said she ' d spend that much for flowers 130 Rick — What was Buddy ' s message? What is his phone number? What game is he talking about. Paul Paul — How should I know? Rick Arnold — Thanks. By the way, your mom wants to know if Saskatoon is in the northern or southern hemisphere. Rick David Mount Peggy — Dr. Hart called. He said that he is sure you and he could work out something mutually advantageous and he urges you to stop by the clinic at about ten tonight. Rick Grace — Steve called again. He found Grace Turner ' s phone number, but his friend, Roger, needs a date and he wonders if you might be interested. Rick P.S. I remember Monica. By the way. I ' ve been meaning to ask you, why do women continually use “nice as a euphamism for “ugly when describing blind dates? Rick Paul — Buddy called. They won. You are off the team. Please return your uniform to Room 16 at the gymnasium. Rick Arnold — Your mom called again. She has offered to adopt me. I ' ve accepted. I hope you all find a new roommate. If not, I suggest you consult the Yellow Pages for a reputable answering service. By the way, Arnold, do you mind if I repaint your own room? I stopped over to look at it today. Love, Rick 132 133 Lauren Yaffee 134 Scott Goodby Steve Feldberg, Jim Furlong, Gary Flomenhoft ... i i 135 David M. Richardson 136 Robert Meyers Joe Gubbay John Carter Robert E. Gibbs John G. Davidow Brian G. Hannessian David J. Hickey Edward Shea Craig I. Rich Mark Petty 138 Michael Vogel Ian G. Killips 139 “They spoke with tongues floating in river. They slept near campfires wrapped in blankets of confusion. Steep and windy is the trail they must follow, and always to the North there are mountains to climb. F.P.G. 140 Jeffery Kindler Lucy Rollaman 141 ddTie wor dj 2 Ae mMdic an ewifUy )teed J flwym tiAe wawm dawA eawtA, cifi waw Aeflwe u day, cmd ni At. QdV o yne AmocoA wAiemce tiAe cawie Aow caw toe tMu ewAfamd 143 Twelve police cars converged on the scene of Tufts Universi¬ ty ' s worst traffic jam. Six were stationed on the quad, their cold blue lights flashing over a thousand heads, a hundred cars, twenty-two camera vans from local television stations, and a giant reconverted tree surgery truck with Telecam 7 on a periscoping platform blocking Packard Ave. in front of the President ' s house. The Party was about to begin. The inside of the President ' s mansion had been refurnished to the style of Gazotsky ' s home in Calais, Maine. Knotty pine doors, oak paneling, old straight-backed Salem chairs, mahoghany gun racks, a mounted moose, a roaring fire, pic¬ tures of him canoeing down the rapids of the St. John River. And there was the old pot-bellied bald-headed whitebearded polar bear himself, filling antler-cups with grog and handing them to pretty young co-eds, while the newspeople outside hungered for an exquisite view and were served door scenes with the butler instead. A group of professors huddled in one corridor were study¬ ing an old photograph of Gazotsky and his first wife standing before a gazebo. “She was a Maggiola from Mineola, a reputed Mafia family. They dominated the cheese industry, ' ' said the Professor of Religious Economy. “Cheese for Whoopers and Royal Burgers, intoned the Pro¬ fessor of Sexual Agriculture. “There is some question as to her cause of death. Suicide is possible, but — “Nonsense. Fester was in Czechoslovakia then, visiting his relatives. “Was that picture taken in Calais? “Rumor has it that he sneaked into the country with his family when he was twelve. Seeking political asylum from god knows where. They settled in Calais, the first town they came to when they crossed the Canadian Border. And on they talked. Meanwhile, Dick Tracy from the New Republic was back on the job, chewing gum to work out his muscles, bobbing his head up and down and smiling smiling smiling and taking notes. 145 146 his muscles, bobbing his head up and down and smiling smiling smiling and taking notes. Bow tied, blazered, skirt and bloused, suited and perfumed students mingled with blue-jeaned work-shirted pro¬ fessors, long-haired and bearded administrators. “Something ' s wrong here ' said the freshman to himself, but a woman heard him. It ' s not so strange, she said. She had a warm way of approaching a person, her soft face, fuzzy hair, tongue-in- cheek smile made her look shy, unobtrusive, and her feathery fingers rested on his arm in an earnest attempt at friendship with a hint of lust. You ' ll get used to it, she reassured him and led him over to the punch bowl. As he poured her a cup of punch, he asked her: Why are the administration and faculty trying to look like students, and the students are trying to look like the administration and faculty? It ' s an identity thing, y ' know. They want to relate to each other. I guess they just had poor timing. She smiled sweetly, dropping her hand into his. Do they agree on everything? he asked, pointing around the room. They don ' t agree on anything except hatred of the media and disco music. She was right. Nobody looked com¬ fortable, everyone seemed on the verge of exposing some political scandal. But the press had been successfully kept out (except for our friend, winner of the Dick Tracy look-alike contest), and disco music bounced out of every speak¬ er. What is your major? he asked her. Oh, we don ' t have majors here. Not since I was a Fresh woman, two years ago. I took a leave of absence, so I guess I ' m a Sophomore, but under this new system I don ' t know. You take what you want here, there are no require¬ ments. 147 148 “But what do you do? “I ' m a musician, silly, she giggled. “I play the harp. What do you do? I don ' t know yet, I mean, I haven ' t decided what I want to do yet. What do you do now? She was simple, direct, and playfully sensuous. Well, I used to play with computers, and I used to keep a diary. I liked writing, but I never knew what to write, nothing seemed interesting enough. I don ' t do anything now, maybe play tennis once in a while. I can ' t play a musical instrument because I ' m tone deaf — Wonderful! she interrupted. Why is that so wonderful? I can get along with someone who won ' t criticize my music or play disco all the time. But never mind, what else do you do? I don ' t know. I guess I don ' t do anything. Well then, I guess I ' ll have to give you something to do. Something Interesting ... and she led him upstairs. Conversation at the Party was picking up. Students today don ' t want to look up to authority figures, they want to be authority figures. They know what they want, and we can ' t force any ' requirements ' down their throats. This was a Professor of Humanistic Engineering. They look to us for advice, nonetheless, said the Professor of Psychology for the Humorist, snorting snuff and made a sound that was meant to be a laugh but sounded more like a wheeze. They just don ' t have the advantages we had, the experience of seeing our educational system crash along with the economy, our lifestyles ridiculed to the point of absurdity, walls crumbling within our financial structures. And now, the return to spiritual values, the ushering in of the new Hip Age, our readjustment to living chic. Can we really get in tough with them? This was Professor Braintowel of the Creativity Department. Braintowel, what ' s the title of the course you ' re teaching this year? It ' s called ' Artistic Abandon vs. Adaption to the Modem World. ' I start them off reading Player Piano by Von- negut. Touching? Indeed I should write a story about it, said the Writer, who appears courtesy the Tufts Yearbook. 1054 ! o 149 150 Meanwhile, the Muse played the antique harp in the master bedroom while the Freshman gazed at her with love in his eyes. When she finished her ode to a Septem¬ ber night, she came over to sit in the Freshman ' s lap. I don ' t understand music. It ' s not something you ' re supposed to understand, silly. She kissed him on the cheek. There ' s music all around, in the air, you just have to pluck it from the air, and she pantomimed an innocent Shirley Temple plucking musical notes from the air, and frowning when they sound awful. It ' s true, I can hear it, said the Freshman desperately. But there are so many sounds all at once, so many patterns to choose, I find it all too confusing. Takes a little discipline. You have to choose a pattern, so you might as well choose a good one. It ' s the only way to learn how to listen. Nobody can teach you. C ' mon, there ' s a country music revival going on out on the quad But it ' s so confusing out there! That ' s just the point. If you ' re confused, you gotta learn to live with it. Then she fished in her bra for a joint. Let ' s get our minds messed first. Then we ' ll be psyched for confusion! The Freshman smoked awkwardly, spilling ashes on her, choking and gasping. For the first time in three months he was getting stoned with another person, slowly opening the vice-grips on his mind, sharing with another a peak at his personal in¬ sanity. But as they peeled their minds off the walls and ceiling and slowly descended the stairs to the Party, the Freshman glimpsed a look of terror on he r face for a mo¬ ment, and felt relieved. Maybe they could go crazy together ... There was a commotion in the foyer, a tuxedoed gentleman was throwing a man in a gabardine suit (our friend, Dick Tracy) out the door. When he was finished, he straightened his appearance and walked lightly into the reception room, smiling at everyone. Doesn ' t he look like Fred Astair? asked the wife of the Dean of Students. The Dean ignored her question and walked over to the Junior. Hi. My name s Andy Saliva, I ' m the new Dean of Students. And you? Pavlov. But you can call me ' Toots ' . Toots Pavlov ? No, Pavlov Toots . Nostroleum is my last name. Well then, Toots, What ' s with your little show of violence? We have no need for bouncers here. I ' m sure you ' ll agree I did the right thing. Where ' s Fester? What! The new Dean was beside himself. The President is over by the grog table, just waiting to see you, sir- M o the hdl do you think you are? Hey! Wait! P.T. Nostroleum walked briskly over to President Gazotsky and whispered into his ear. 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Wilkins Matoula Papas Keith Davis Brian Young, Bob Azank, Mike Smith, Ed Surabian George Le Blanc Felicia Coveil Bob Bernstein Don Olenick 166 John Harris Elise Jaffe THE OASIS Dan left home on his bike one Tuesday afternoon. He got lost. Three days later, in the middle of Iowa, he met a truck. He awoke to the nighttime noises of the New Mexico desert. He froze. Morning dawned clear and grew hotter by the minute. Dan thawed to the sound of the wind over the dunes. He was thirsty. There was nothing in sight but sand. He began walk¬ ing. As he walked, mental anguish overshadowed his thirst. His head throbbed. His eyes swam. The sun burned through him, boiling away his lifeblood and with it his grasp on reality. At the top of the next dune he stumbled and floated down the lee side on the desert breeze. On his feet again he thought he saw trees in the distance — an oasis. He stumbled on. The trees grew close and as he floundered on through the loose sand they grew closer. He was reminded of so many desert mirage movies he collapsed in the sand, sobbing. When he looked again the trees were still there — a cluster of palms just a few dunes distant. He stumbled on. The trees grew closer and closer. He head swam — mirageswatergreen grassabeautiful woman waterorangesfigswaterdates water thebeautifulwomanagain. He was walking through coarse grass now. He stumbled on. The first tree was just steps away. He could see a pool of water beyond, surrounded by long green grass. A rabbit nibbling on a carrot — a bright orange carrot. He stumbled again and collapsed against the palm, los¬ ing consciousness. The rabbit nibbled on his hand and became a beautiful wo¬ man. They made love on the long green grass beneath the palms. He smiled and died. Mark Caldwell 169 Deborah Kreke 170 171 mm ‘5 l ■ ' [ f i ■■? - •. : s ■taal Kathy McCartney, Lissa Mullens, Lesley Slavin, Erica Brittain, Lisa Kubie, Sandie Beverly Jeanne Prioleau Kyrie Madeline O ' Connor Fredric Arlen Stem Rebecca Linson Rodney Bannwart David Bossa Let ' s drink to the spirit of Lewis Paul, Who died a drunkard in spite of up all. And if one day your luck should fall. Remember the words on the shithouse wall. And curse the spirit of Lewis Paul. T.B. 174 Jack Btesh ■ Katherine Louise Utzinger Ilene Maxon Elizabeth Scott Housel Kate Mierzwinski ■pp Ellen Schneider Judith Holmes Karen Mitchell Judith Ann Francis 177 Steven Corben Amy S. Goff Mami Smith Robert M. McTighe 178 Paul G. Arragg •%. mk G.r. ■ a siyif ’ iffilli jis. Ws 3� ’ ? JSSjHi T3 W H8Lrt4v sJI w ■? ' ; : Meanwhile, everyone at the Party was preparing for a speech, either by stockpiling drinks and hors d ' oeuvres or ex¬ cusing themselves to go to the john. The President and Nos- troleum came out of hiding wearing their brandy grins, and the new Dean of Students, Andrew Saliva Esq., stood in the center of the room and cleared his throat. A rough, burly Ital¬ ian with a voice cousin to the bullfrog, Andy Saliva welcomed them all, administration, faculty, student body and media (though no media people were present). He sourly explained that the state of Tufts ' finances depended entirely upon alumni support, and that alumni support implied an enforcement of alumni tradition, which would lead to student alienation, a decrease in Federal and State funds, and media ramifications, but most important, it would mean higher insurance rates for protection against students who sue the University for unkept promises. His outrageous solution was to institute a new system where there are no majors, no requirements, and therefore no commitments made by the University except to provide faculty advisors. Students can make up their own plans of study. As the New Republic was fast to quote, You can have it your way at Tufts University (for a tuition of $6000 a year). The Dean figured the university could really clean up on Federal and State funds, lower insurance rates, and even alumni sup¬ port if they would only use ih£ media to show the world that the system will work. To get Tufts involved with the media was simple enough: double the President ' s salary in order to attract the right person for the job, and they found him: ex- Foreign Policy Advisor, ex-Secretary of state and present Chairman of the Board of Royal Burgers, Corp., Fester P. Gazotsky, PhD., Lid., B.S. (All throughout his speech, Andy fingered his new silver cufflinks engraved with the corporate logo of Royal Burgers, Corp.: a quarter-pound of sizzled chop¬ ped beef with oozing melted cheese resting quietly in a sesame-seed bun.) 184 President Gazotsky was asked to speak, and that enigmatic world traveler who introduced the cheeseburger to Red China, refined the chiliburger for the Panamanians, insulted the Brit- tish, appeased the Irish, engineered a peace in the Mideast and Greece and played RISK into the wee hours of the morn¬ ing with Leonid Brezhnev, chose his words carefully: I in¬ tend to save my voice for tomorrow night ' s bout with the media. Andy has said all that is needed to be said; now there ' s a job to do. No use flapping our jaws where the media might hear. Goodnight! and he exited on the arm of a supple blonde beauty from Accounting. P.T. Nostroleum stood up first, leering like Jack Nicholson, strolled over to the Dean of Students and in a loud brassy voice insulted him: You miserable weenie! If the media had been here to witness your juvenile plan to dramatize this mock¬ ery of modem education you would have been strung up on Goddard Chapel by your thumbs! You had better prepare yourself for what may happen this year — the Student Body will not tolerate this media glutton president masquerading as a Salvation Army Santa Claus. It won ' t tolerate a snot-nosed Dean of Students will illusions of grandeur and cheeseburger cufflinks. But most of all, the students will not tolerate the media, and will do anything, even use the media against you , to achieve some kind of sanity here and get a decent educa¬ tion. Mr . Nostroleum, the Dean hissed through tight lips, We will bury you and all others like you. Whereupon P.T. Nostroleum did exactly the same thing he would do years later as President of the United States at the SALT talks in Helsinki with the Soviet Union and Red China, who were escalating the nuclear arms race at an alarming rate, when the Soviet Party Chairman warned him not to interfere and support Red China: he abruptly turned his back to the man and farted, then laughed and danced out the door. 185 “Who was that guy? asked the Freshman, watching this maniac dance out the door, his wild hair and devilish mus¬ tache contradicting his tailored tuxedo and spit-polished wing-tips. “Oh, that was Toots, she giggled, and for a moment gazed lovingly at the empty space Nostroleum had left behind. “P.T, Nostroleum. I remember him from a couple years back, and the stories about him. Melodramatic he is, an adventurer, a genius, madman really, but he always shot straight from the hip, no nonsense. The students crowded out the door to fill the night with their wildness. The country music revival was in full swing, 12 kegs of beer to tap, thousands of people running amok. Strung out through the rippling crowds was a network of reporters in uniform, each posted fifteen feet from another, walkie-talkies sputtering loudly as if they were storm troopers in some kind of metaphysical war. And inside the President ' s house the hip administrators and professors collectively finished their drinks as the Party grew to be obsolete. 186 I ' ve been hanging out around Tufts for about three years now. I ' ve seen a lot of things appear and disappear. I ' ve known a lot of people and been to a lot of parties but I ' m still not sure what I think of this place. Maybe it ' s because I ' m a dog. We dogs don ' t jump to hasty conclusions, you know. I live with a girl named Jiz McQueen, off-campus on Electric Avenue. We ' ve got a really nice street and some local pup-dogs to hang out with, but I spend most of my time around the quad and the library hill. You can ' t have fun on a street, or even in those things they call back-yards in Somerville. Fun is flaunting the authority (grounds and buildings in my case) and generally freaking out in the field. 188 Jiz had an 8:30 class and I went up the hill with her. She walked into Braker so I sat down on a bench out front to figure out what to do next. Victor came running up the steps and we gave each other a gratuitous sniff, then pissed on a tree. Victor isn ' t his real name but that ' s what I call him cause he reminds me of Victor Mature in his face and people aren ' t always called by their real names like Jiz isn ' t so neither are dogs at all I think and 1 call myself McKing to go with McQueen. Victor and I hung out in front of Braker, sitting in the forest in between the trees there and making like we were wild animals. One of the spirits who hang out there sat down with us. He tells us dogs when we meet him that he lives there but he doesn ' t talk with people and doesn ' t sleep anywhere ever. We talked and then he took off for us to chase him but spirits are quick and we didn ' t see where he went. So we sat down again between Eaton and Braker and watched the 8:30 crowd stumble past. People are funny then, some look sad, some look really ferocious or grim or something, and a lot don ' t look at all. A girly came by and stopped in front of us sitting there, recognized us but I didn ' t know her, I turned to Victor and he was smiling at her. Not one to be outdone, I took a step and jumped up to say hello. I guess I ' m really goofy looking sometimes and she laughed as she jumped away. “Good doggies, what are you doing here? We couldn ' t answer that one so we wagged the collective tail and followed her into class, Eaton 201 that is. We pretended we weren ' t with her, she was cool about it, and we hid in the back before the teacher walked in. What a spacey looking teacher he was too, smiling at a spot about three feet in front of him and dragging his briefcase like a rubber duck. Our friend told us his name was Fixler, he sat down and talked about Henry the fourth, some guy. Girly was looking at her book instead of us and Victor had his head between his paws. I was bored so I took off, knocked over an empty desk and ran. Victor didn ' t want to hear about Henry either so he followed and got the door slammed after him. He ' s big enough to push open the outside door though, off the front stairs. 191 It was still too early to play with sticks and there were no people to watch. Later in the day I walked over to the library hill and ran into Tom. She ' s got a spaced-out look in her eyes, and she ' s brown. Some people were sitting around the trees and the crest of the hill, watch¬ ing and talking and reading and thinking and smoking pot. It was time to be rowdy; we ran at each other and rolled, Tom bites hard, and chased around the trees, jumping over people. She hip-checked me on a tight turn and I flew into her room-mate ' s back. A dog named Whitey barked down by the fountain and we took off down there to talk and sniff. We waded in the fountain, it looked green. There ' s a statue there made out of shapes that ' s supposed to be Jumbo. It doesn ' t look like the real Jumbo that was in the old Barnum and used to be Barnum or be his elephant or something. Anyway this statue is all there is now so Jumbo ' s ghost lives there when it ' s warm out and talks about Barnum and other elephants. We sit around and listen sometimes. Whitey lay down and slobbered in the 192 green water. He really likes the library, he hangs out there all the time and holds the records for times sneaking in and farth¬ est in. He was such a slob in the fountain, he incited us to try breaking in again. The mean guy was on duty so it would take a lot of planning; we ran up to the roof and sat on the floor to think. We dogs don ' t think too good, so we decided to play it by nose. We calmly walked to the fountain and waited until about four people walked by at once. The mean guy was checking people going out, it was our chance. Whitey ran up first and looked at the second two of the four like he wanted to get in, after the first two had gone through the outside door. He kept the first door from shutting and as soon as the first person had his foot through the inner door, Tom and I ran through under their feet. Whitey got in too. We headed straight ahead with stairs on our right and a big desk on our left. We lost the mean guy around some stacks with magazines in them. There was a big window back there looking toward Robinson with desks along it and people staring at us. I nipped at Tom to entertain them and we jumped up on a couple of them. We didn ' t get very much of a reaction for some reason. They would look through us and ignore us and read or write some more. The three of us huddled together and didn ' t know what to do, then the mean guy saw us and ran at Whitey. Tom and I distracted him, he tripped, and we ran back through the stacks the way we had come in. We cruised back past the stairs and the front door, then down a hall to a staircase, just fitting through a door. We went upstairs and heard the mean guy go downstairs as we waited at another door. We were stuck. Then Jiz and the girl I had met that morning came walking upstairs. They laughed as we said hello to them and they stooped down to pet us. Then we all went through the door, another door, and out onto a roof where we had never been before. That night Tom and I went to Carmichael for dinner. Jon Bourne 193 194 Meanwhile . . . Ill here it was in the Miscellany section of the nation ' s leading newsweekly. New Times , next to an article about the recent socialization of medicine and the use of computer-doctors, across the page from an interview with the Pope about the religious benefits of the legalization of marijuana, underneath a cartoon of the former Secretary of State Gazotsky munching Royal Chiliburgers with Fidel Castro, and bearing the title Wonder Warthog Rises Again, an article about Tufts University: Snobbery has reared its ugly head in the nation ' s ' hippest ' of institutions . . . The elite are making a last ditch attempt to turn the ship of liberal education back on its former course of traditional formal education, back to the medieval years of requirements and majors and institutional molding . . . The organization is called WART, the Will to Arrive at Reason and Truth, and its leader is a veteran of the Free Speech Movement who reacted violently to the new Hip measures of the University by uprooting all of the President ' s Peace Azaleas and spray-painting hate messages on the equipment vans of network TV news teams . . •. dressed in a flowing magenta cape and a pirate ' s hat with black riding boots with swashbuckles ... a ruddy complexion with coarse blonde hair and a brown Buffalo Bill mustache and goatee, and he goes by the name of P.T. Nostroleum . . . The Will to Arrive at Reason and Truth was formed in October, originally designed to be a think tank by a radical friend of mine, the Political Activist, who wanted Tufts students to realize that they need a structured education if only to protect themselves from confusion. The Political Activist advertised for the first meeting in the Sightseer ' s Personals, with the headline Do You Really Need a Tufts Education? The turnout for the meeting was small. I was there, and so was a strange wild-haired freak who called himself Nostroleum and sat in silence till the end of the meeting, whereupon he made this speech: The price of freedom is constant vigilance. We can be of use to the Freedom Movement by ending this rhetorical bullshit and calling for action. We are in a good position because we represent everything that the lower-income students hate: we are a clique of useless intelligent people. Remember how the media used the SLA to ridicule the entire radical movement in this country? We can do the same with this apathetic burlesque they call ' modem liberal education ' . We can expose the profit motives of the patronizing bureaucrats of this administration. We can show how the Student Senate was duped into supporting the new Student Union Center (the two million dollar Student Union was about to be constructed to include faculty-student bars and discoteques, boutique shops, computer-game rooms and a giant replica of the IGM 1000 — the Intelligence Gathering Management computer that was recently installed at CIA headquarters, designed by a Tufts graduate in Computer Science. The IGM Corporation donated most of the funds to build the Center, and the administration had promised the Student Senate an office and a conference room in it.). We can leak information to the news media about conservative groups like ours who are trying to subvert the educational system to make it profitable for the rich and patronizing to the poor. The result will be that the public will find out how much this is already going on under the disguise of ' liberal education ' . . . 195 Nostroleum had a good idea. Perhaps his motive was to awaken the students to what was really going on under their noses, or perhaps his motive was to gain notoreity as a reformer. Whatever, I agreed with his line of reasoning. I can remember those bygone days of academic majors, cliques, fraternities and sororities, where one could proudly say he or she was an electrical engineer, a sociologist, an English major, a Dance major, etc. Whatever the case, a student identified with his or her major; whether they were from a lower, middle, or upper class back ground didn ' t matter as long as they were something respectable. People tend to think they are what they say they are, but they need a clue from their environment, from their university. The university provides a number of choices for you, postulating what the Real World will want and how you can find your place in it. Or at least it should try. The alternative is to learn whatever you want and let the Real World choose your career for you, according to the laws of supply and demand. This last alternative seems tailor-made to fit the students of lower-income families, while the students of upper-class families are allowed to pursue their own education in college until the day they assume their families ' businesses. Tufts has made it easier for them to learn what they want, at the expense of the lower-income student who is forced into the only alternative left in the arena of liberal arts:- Computer Science. 196 Nostroleum has a valid point. Academic majors are the banners we carry into the battleground of the Real World. It is only fair to allow everyone to carry his her own banner, to supply them to the needy (who pay for it anyway, they call it tuition ). Banners may indeed be pompous and egotistical, but for a pompous and egotistical society they are necessary; they have to be of your own choosing. It certainly is traditional. King Arthur had his sword that no one could pull from the rock (without the help of Merlin), and with it he tried to unify England. St. George had his dragon. Mark Twain had his riverboat and the Mississippi. Jimmy Carter had his peanuts, and I have my Yearbook. I ' m sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the Writer, a graduate of Tufts, just hanging around trying to find my lost identity. I sold out several months ago to write computer manuals for IGM Corporation at a handsome salary. I wrote the documentation for the IGM 1000 that is now being used to predict the activities of saboteurs, left-wing radicals, fifth columnists, high-level politicos. Art Buchwald, college radicals like Nostroleum, the secret sex life of the President and the nation ' s weather forecast for the next five years. Quite an impressive machine. It was originally designed to control inventory and accounting for the Royal Burgers Restaurant chain. Now you know why I sold out. I decided to become a character in this story because, frankly, I can ' t write a story without being in it somewhere. I thought it would be more efficient this way, to contain my cynicism in one character, not to let it overflow into the other characters. I want you to know that if this story intimidates you, it intimidates me, too. That ' s its purpose. 197 Truth is, I met my Nostroleum in a class on The Self in French Literature, a course I audited for no other reason than to write this story. It was a lecture on Camus ' s Caligula , and the professor concluded a long preamble that Caligula ' s tragicomic impersonation of God over the Roman Empire and the use of violence to show how a man ' s life can be a work of art was, in reality, pure insanity, when Nostroleum interrupted with a question: “If the creation of life can be viewed as a work of art, why can ' t we also view as a work of art the destruction of life? Pens dropped, mouths flew open, the professor paced back and forth while this impudent rogue in cape and swashbuckles grinned like the Chesire Cat. Nostroleum has been called a genius and a madman; his method of insurrection was certainly not conventional. For example, there had been some loose talk in the Student Senate about having a new sidewalk put in between the bookstore and the new North Hall. Everyone agreed that there should be one, and they remembered how the last sidewalk was put in — it took three years and thousands of students to consistently wear down the grass to form a bare strip that eventually had to be turned into a sidewalk. The Student Senate proposed to put its usually ineffectual pressure on the administration for a sidewalk, and hope that enough people will walk on that plot of land (after reading about it in the Sightseer ) to make it a strip of dead brown dirt. Nostroleum read the Sightseer and came up with his own solution. Within two days of the Sightseer article, Nostroleum had rented a huge steam shovel and had managed (working at night) to create a three foot deep ditch between the bookstore and the new North Hall. There was nothing else for the administration to do but to fill it in with cheap asphalt. But Nostroleum had not forgot¬ ten to leave a sign of his work, a plaque that said “This sidewalk donated in part by the student organization WART . Nostroleum had the element of surprise on his side. One of the first manifestations of the Nos¬ troleum phenomenon was the recall of the Student Senate. Nostroleum wrote a letter to the Sight¬ seer calling for a new student political party, the Abolitionist Party. He hoped that students who wanted to abolish the ineffectual Student Senate would run for Senate seats on the Abolitionist ticket, and that the tide of student apathy would lead them on to victory, and that the Student Senate would be abolished and the distribution of student activities fee would be handled by the 5 person Committee of Student Life. The result was just what he really hoped for: the Student Senate wrote a five-page article justifying their existence, and they made attendance at their weekly meet¬ ings mandatory. Nostroleum had a goal in mind: to use the media to promote the opposite of what the students want, thereby forcing the students to fight for their rights. It usually worked, as with the radio station. When the campus radio station stated that they would not allow cliques to use the radio station to promote their own activities, Nostroleum petitioned for air time and denounced the Carmichael Society for abusing their radio privileges. The result was devastating. The radio station had to grant equal time to any organization that offered an opposing view, and every organization took advantage of it. Overnight Nostroleum had provoked a controversy that kept the news media on campus and kept Tufts in the news. And the Dean of Students only added fuel to the fire when he proclaimed martial law and closed down the radio station. 198 Dean Andrew Saliva was once the quiet brooding son of an Italian butcher in South Philadelphia. Every morning of his youth he would curse the picture of the Sacred Heart on his wall, put there by his dutiful mother. He would curse the row house he lived in, a carbon copy of every other house save for a bright green door and a plaster statue of the Virgin Mary with sky-blue hair standing virtuously in the two-foot square plot of dirt affectionately called a front lawn . He cursed his three-mile walk to the nearest Catholic school, cursed the Italian water-ice stand where he slurped his lonely lunch, cursed his friends off watching American Bandstand every afternoon, cursed the garbage floating through his view of the Schulkyll River. The one thing he didn ' t curse, a view that swelled his head with visions of respectability, was the view across that river at the University of Pennsylvania, which housed the Wharton School of Business. And the Dean of the Wharton School eight years ago was a forty year old man who would soon be asked by the President to be his Foreign Policy Advisor. He was none other than the heir to the restaurant chain that made history with the slogan Have it your way! : Fester P. Gazotsky. 199 Andrew Saliva paced in his Dean of Student ' s Office, fingering his cheeseburger cufflinks. He ' s worn those cufflinks to every known country on this planet with a foreign policy, as Gazotsky ' s press secretary. Now he had to be his spokesman, because the President of Tufts University was in Maryland visiting CIA Headquarters at the IGM Corporation plant in Bethesda. He was trying to get the CIA ' s permission to demonstrate the actual IGM 1000 compu¬ ter at the opening of Tufts University ' s Student Union Center. He had been pacing for two hours, sipping cold black coffee and waiting for the inevitable, ever since he ' s read the morning Globe and saw the headline: Tufts Student Threatens to Puncture Drama Department. The Drama De¬ partment as a whole was not involved, only its annex, with dressing rooms and other acting rooms in a huge bubble next to the Arena Theatre. The bubble was an eyesore, almost impossible to heat, and dangerous to even enter in high winds. Tufts never meant to build the damn thing, and students have been clamoring for a new Drama Center and to deflate that monstrosity. A student who calls himself the leader of the student organization WART, a reputed underground organization of elite artists and musicians and drama students . . . The Dean gagged on this. He ' d thought WART was a joke on a sign near a sidewalk. He didn ' t know it represented a dwindling of alumni support through the arts. He knew Nostroleum was behind this, but that ' s all he knew. Soon the inevitable tide of newspeople would be pounding on his door, and he ' d have nothing for them. 200 BANG! Poundpoundpound Pound pound pow-pound! “Let us in, c ' mon, what ' s the story — who ' s this guy Nostroleum? — I ' M from Time Magazine — I ' m from the New Republic — give us a statement at least? — OPEN UP!! ' ' “I have no idea what is going on, he hissed through the closed door. “If you want to find out, ask Nostroleum. Ask him something for me, too. Ask him why . Why is he disrupting our commu¬ nity? Suddenly there was a noise of a door slamming and the newspeople began to cheer. The Dean ' s door flew open and in walked P.T. Nostroleum, wearing a Basque beret, cape and swashbuckled riding boots, and brandishing an epee. “What is the meaning of this? Close that damn — “Leave it open, snarled Nostroleum, pricking his vest with the sword. “I have a little speech to make, and I want them to hear. He smiled to the flock of newspeople, who all pumped their heads and scratched in their notebooks and turned on tape recorders and smiled smiled smiled. The time has come for Tufts University to notice its students. This administration has neglected to provide suitable facilities and an on-going educational experience. They have granted the stu¬ dents a preposterous form of freedom: freedom to choose among many irrelevant courses, freedom to decide on a career without any career guidance, freedom to collide aimlessly without design or purpose, freedom to pay tuition, an entrance fee to this circus of professorial clowns, bureaucratic vendors, a Dean of Students on the high wire and a President on the flying trapeze. Masquerading as intelligent unbiased ' free thinkers ' they have provided this ' freedom of education ' to increase the University ' s purse in order to further institutionalize their prestigious corporations at the expense of the poor misguided student. It provides a liberal arts education for the intelligensia from higher-income families who never have to worry about a career, and it provides only two alterna¬ tives for lower-income students: decide early on a career and figure out a course plan without the benefit of guidelines and requirements, or join the ranks of other poor students who are actively pursuing the only visible opportunity for a specialized education. Computer Science. Most poor students who cannot con their way into the elite organizations — the newspaper, the radio station, the literary magazine, the Arena Theatre group, etc. — either swim like minnows in an endless ocean or get herded into the stream bound for the waterwheel of Computer Science — “Wait a minute, interjected the Dean. These elite groups you ' re talking about, they include all the artists, writers and drama students on campus. Isn ' t your group another one of these elite cliques? “That is why we will succeed. We represent a new kind of clique, a poor man ' s clique, for creative people who have no other way of expressing their creativity. We turn our creativity into action! Nostroleum whipped his epee and sliced through the Dean ' s trousers, creating a ragged gaping slit perpendicular to his zipper, revealing the Dean ' s sky-blue underwear. The media-filled corridor roared with laughter. “My demand is this! shouted Nostroleum, hushing everyone. That Tufts University divert more than half of its funds now being used to build the Sodomlike Student Union, that haven for the simple-minded Student Senate, that excuse for IGM support; and use the funds to build a new Drama Center, big enough to give an education to anyone who wants it. The ultimatum is this: if an announcement that this will happen isn ' t made by the end of this week, I will thrust my sword into that giant bubble. 201 You ' re crazy. That toothpick won ' t do any damage. True, it is a symbolic gesture. But symbolic gestures get nationwide news coverage. So do several pounds of TNT. I suggest you consider this seriously. You can suspend me, expell me, put a 24-hour guard on me, imprison me, or kill me, but this symbolic gesture and its explosive aftermath will be carried out by people unknown to you. There is no way you can stop it. We don ' t even have to go near the bubble. It doesn ' t matter what we do, the news media already has our reasons. There was a moment of silence. Nobody could believe he would end his speech right there with a wink, a sure¬ footed parry with his epee, and a giggling dance out the door. The Dean was convinced that he was dealing with a madman. By the way, that bit about being a poor man ' s clique was utter bullshit. WART consisted of roughly five mem¬ bers and one Nostroleum, all white Anglo-Saxon Protestants, all from wealthy families. Curiously, all were the younger members of their families, with older brothers and sisters. One was an artist, from Woodbridge Connecticut, who was madly in love with Nostroleum. Another was a frustrated med student, who pursued the artist with the same crestfallen face that he wore to his Med School rejections. Another was the Freshman, naive as to WART ' s purpose yet he worshipped Nostroleum and he was madly in love with the Musician, another enthusiastic member of the group. Finally, from Long Island, was my friend, the founder, the Political Activist, who was in love with himself. The five of them would follow Nostroleum ' s instructions to the letter, as if he were a commanding general in the Tufts theater of the World-Wide Liberation War. I would attend some meetings feeling like a CIA Deep Throat. Their patriotism reminded me of the loyal French Underground working with Hogan and the rest of the gang at Stalag 13. It is true that their anxiety-driven motives were rooted in their hypocritical bourgeous past, like the Yippies of the sixties. They are self-styled but latent hippies who probably are too serious with their world. Nostroleum is a catalyst for them, like a Dylan for the antiwar protestors, like the Beatles for the Charly Manson Family. Nostroleum is an enigma. One must beware of fictional characters. They have fictional pasts as well as presents. They can do no wrong, yet they can cause a great deal of harm. Sometimes they ' re so real they remind you of yourself. Perhaps it was his flare for social life. He was boisterous at parties, obnoxious to those who never met him before, enlightening to those who knew him well. He would approach total strangers, especially females, and ask them poignant primeval questions like Are you straight? Gay? Subversive, submissive, independent? Do you like to fuck? Do you believe in God? Do you think you ' re extraordinary? Do you know what you are? What do you want to be when you grow up? He was an excellent dancer, unintimidated drinker, untiring doper. No amount of drink or drug :ould quiet him down, and when he danced he danced with everybody, or by himself, not to the rhythm but to the tune of the music, to the drum solos and guitar riffs and brass crescendoes. He hated disco music. One time the Political Activist (he ' s always getting into trouble) talked him into going to a TCB Disco bash at the Aquarium, and dared him to do his worst. He did his best. He bounced and wriggled and bumped and boogied through the crowd dancing with every girl and knocking their irate partners into the tortoise pool. He was escorted from the place giggling and soft-shoeing and held by the strong arms of the hired police. Nostroleum was so well known on campus that the Sightseer carried a column titled Nostroleum ' s Antics , weekly :ondemning him as an overzealous clown. Nostroleum ' s answer was to stop by the Sightseer and inform them of his intentions to expose their slush fund (used to wine and dine potential interviewees and to pay for the editor ' s :igars), unless of course they would use some of that hush money to finance a new monthly magazine that Nostroleum wanted to put together, to be called The Glimpse. Within a month the first issue of Glimpse appeared, with more :opies of it than of the Sightseer, with a circulation that included the Med School, the Museum School, Fletcher School, Medford High, Somerville High, Harvard Square, and copies sent to the Boston School Committee, the SAT researchers, the Weather Underground, the Italian Communist Party, the State Department, the CIA (why waste time?) and the President of the United States (and, of course Art Buchwald). Editors of major newspapers were also on :he mailing lists, paid for by the Sightseer ' s slush fund, and headlines from The Glimpse regularly appeared in every 203 major newspaper in the Education sections. Articles like “How to Con Your Professor ' “Why Liberal Arts Stink and “How to Sabotage the University ' s Computer gained nationwide attention. The Freshman was the one who wrote the article “How to Sabotage Your University ' s Computer. He ' d come a long way since we last met him. When he talked with Nostroleum about computers and writing, Nostroleum introduced him to WART and put him in charge of The Glimpse Literary Section. And he also helped the Freshman along with his sex life. One night Nostroleum found the Freshman smoking a joint at four in the morning at the doorstep of the house where his love, the Musician, lived. Rejected. “What ' s up? “Nothing. She ' s fuckin ' with my head. “Well, you got nothing to lose up there, said Nostroleum, pointing to her bedroom, and then to his head. “And worrying will make you impotent. The important thing is to concentrate on what you want. Not what she wants. If you want her to love you, argue with her, get mad at her, and walk out. Be yourself, get in a rage if you want. I wouldn ' t go as far as rape, though it might work in special cases. Just walk away, and she ' ll come around, if she wants you. If she doesn ' t, keep looking. And with a shrug he sighed. “Though I don ' t know what to look for. Ol ' Fester once asked me that question, and I didn ' t know what to answer. Maybe lookin ' is more important than findin ' . 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How shall they band together To sail such a ship on such a fateful trip Wandering in the half-light of dawn The old forms fall fast behind and are gone. Waiting for the future to come Waving good-bye to the past Each memory you cherish could well be your last. Each passing moment comes again In memories of good times and faces of friends. 231 .w Randy Zasloff About them and of them I ' ve heard nothing more excepting the message they left on the FLOOR. 233 odi Ai i ie benAitive one on ib Ave t ie few j Syiny cAaflAy amony Ati toy axyndoniny AdiaX diadA od Ae J adiaX dadA od do? (dd ynenon Ao l in a ma e, tandXed and onneAj odt wiAA he ondy a maXten o time c iAA everyone Amatol Ae ondy fedciny. VAddtiny andfudAiny li e Aidce Uyme aidedftidXon (Sde ' b c yayAX in a doyXAbm o bed amnXdtiAaXion. AfynaX ed emoayA ti inject everyone awmnd Aim Cddnd idiey and nun i Ae Aeti tAiem . can Aie do AaX Aeaw amd axxdi anoay vaccmX and iAie bea nadieb in . d doo macA c ioiee and a Acudc o di oifiAirie. 234 235 WAXING OF THE APRIL MOON Moonbeams of joy Beam down on my soul To illuminate from within. Your source is the source — Your color is the spark Of understanding. Breathing pines stand Together in worship. My soul and theirs one; Tree as human — Human as plant. We live in harmony. Tree spirits dance In time to the moon. Nearly full now. Tree spirits dance — I am your shadow You are my soul. Tathagata — Wind gusts Through a pine grove. Henry Platt 9ln 237 Revelations “But it does move! — remark attributed to Galileo Galilei immediately after he was forced to recant his views on the motion of the earth before the Inquisition in 1633. Did anybody ever stop to think that Galileo wanted to be a heretic? I mean, did he want his ideas to become notorious by being “blasphemy so that scholars would sit up and take notice? Galileo, named after the Sea of Galilee, could have easily explained the earth ' s movement in relation to the rest of the cosmos as a wonderful stew the Almighty God is stirring; instead he chose to parade his mathematical truths unclothed before the altar of God for the sole purpose of provoking an incident. He insisted that the universe could exist without religion, without science, without even the planet earth, and that anyone could know this without paying tribute to the Pope and taxes to your local clergy. He was right, and acting out his vignette on the stage of History, he suffered the tortures of the system, and it broke him, like Jesus in Gethsemane, like Cool Hand Luke before the Bosses, yet he resurrected himself and exaonerated himself before a lively, appreciative audience, we students of the cosmos. Is Nostroleum not unlike this self-made heretic? Claiming that students need not struggle for grades or fear the Job Market, that they could form a new generation of free-thinkers who would run this world not on an economic standard but on an artistic standard! After all, this fear of the Job Market works like racism and the elitism of art, as tools in the hands of power mechanics to tune up their capitalist engine and keep the caste system going. Could Nostroleum be applying his makeup now for his moment on the stage of History? Nostroleum, a name that used to represent quality in floor cleansing products when his grandfather, Phineas T. Nostroleum, invented the squeeze mop. (Financed, oddly enough, by a circus-promoting agency known as Gazotsky Enterprises, run by Fes¬ ter ' s uncle Lester. Small world, or did God just have a small imagination?) From planting sidewalks to uprooting plastic potted palms in Eaton Lounge, from closing the elitist radio station to opening jobs on campus for non-minority students who have to pay their own way, from starting a five-person revolutionary group to scaring the Student Senate into meeting twice a week, from organizing parties with live entertainment aptly called “Festers to being singled out by the Dean of Students for social probation, from causing a new Drama Center to be built to putting the revolutionary torch to the controversial Student Union — wait a minute, that was never proven, though he was implicated. His rapid-fire vignettes on the stage of History could only be kept track of like baseball scores on the backs of bubble-gum cards. Blatant, he was, wearing a costume for every occasion (even nude, he was in costume). For the TV cameras he ' d wear his traditional swashbuckle outfit, sometimes with epee in hand. To his Fiction Writing class he ' d wear khaki shirts and a pith helmet. Work shirts and coveralls for his Socialism class, and a dark Parid-in-the-Thirties style pin-stripe suit, fedora and monocle, for his Nietzsche class. On the rugby field he ' d sport crimson leotards, prison shirt and an old Brooklyn Dodgers baseball cap. And in the Carmichael dishroom at breakfast (where he washed his way through college) he ' d look so cheerful in his formal dinner jacket with a ruffled shirt, black tie, and an apron as a cumberband. “But underneath, his lover the Artist once remarked, “he wears the same sky-blue Fruit of the Loom as the Dean of Students. The same, you remember, that was so indecently exposed to TV cameras when Nostroleum slashed with his epee and vowed to puncture the bubble next to the Arena Theater. “He ' s Machiavellian. He ' s self-centered, and he ' s threatening the well-being of this peaceful community! The Dean of Students sure was hot and bothered the day before Nostroleum ' s guerrilla theater that drew a crowd of two thousand and ended with a collapsed mountain of canvas and a promise from President Gazotsky to build a new Drama Center. A promise like that coming from the man who short-changed the Israelis, sipped tea with Idi Amin, played croquet with Allende and helped to load Castro ' s cigar? Who was about to negotiate with IGM Corporation plans to merge with ITT Tech? Wasn ' t this promise of his, especially when he said Art should never try to be popular or to appeal to everyone. It ' s up to the public to try to make itself artistic; wasn ' t that a bit out of character? Instead of watching the trail for signs of Nostroleum, shouldn ' t we be searching the sky for Predators like the unpredictable Fester P. Gazotsky? 238 “It ' s not working, said Nostroleum to the Freshman as they crossed Boston Avenue. Medford Hillside lay belching and sipping Alka-Seltzer in the mud-splashed sunlight of the last Sunday in March. Grey snow everywhere melting and depositing a rich carpet of city slime garnished with dog shit. They were going into Jay ' s Deli for the ritualistic Sunday afternoon breakfast special (eggs bacon toast coffee $1.05 plus tax). If you ' re at Jay s on Sunday afternoon and you ' re a breakfast special junkie, you probably spent Saturday night sloshing yeast excrement and chasing Freshwomen soggy from Sangria, bumping till your hips are bruised, smoking pot to obscure your memory of it; and obviously you went unlaid (cause otherwise you ' d be having breakfast in bed), and you stumble hiccupping into Jay ' s Deli where Jay stands in eternity holding his dishrag and puffing Tarrytons and wearing that forty years behind the counter grin on his face, that famous How ya doin ' buddy, what ' ll it be? And you say Is it too late for a special? and he says For you, buddy, it ' s never too late. How eloquent and original! He ' ll say it for anyone who asks. Nostroleum picked up the Sunday Globe, turned to Doonesbury and saw a cartoon about a Nostroleum-looking radical trying to organize a media escapade calling for an end to the campus beautification program that is tearing up trees and shrubbery and planting sidewalks and manicured lawns. Nostroleum ' s lookalike is called Noah Bannwart and he has built a large garden in a very Tufts looking rocky field (behind Haskell Hall), and he has planted the refuse of several uprooted azaleas and a few twigs labeled to be extinct trees, and he and some friends were coaxing small animals, squirrels, sparrows, ladybugs, etc. to march in pairs in a line through a parking lot filled with newspeople and TV crews and under a sign that says Noah ' s Natural Wilderness. 239 MtAi “What ' s not working? asked the Freshman as they chose two stools nearest the Coke machine. Even Doonesbury ' s comedy isn ' t working. Nostroleum threw the paper aside and lit a cigarette. Whattaya say, Toots baby? Jay was smiling too much, deviating slightly from his routine, and it bothered Nos¬ troleum. Notin ' , Jay. Gimme a special. Sure thing, buddy, and his smile dropped like it had been spatula ' d off the grill sunnyside up and turned over to be covered in grease. He drummed his fingers on the counter, then went off to make the special. The radio filled the slience. Good jazz music on the campus radio now that the elite have been driven out, said the Freshman. Yeh, that ' s all they ever play, that and disco. What ' s up, P.T.? What ' s not working? Jazz music. Remember how good it was when it was so different? Now it all sounds the same. It ' s not working because it never changes.; People always try to find a formula for something better in their lives, and then the formula is used over and over until it ' s not working and you need something new. Why ' re you so down? You are what ' s new at Tufts. People listen to you. It ' s not important what I say, they know that. It ' s what I don ' t say, and how many times I don ' t say it. You know how much trouble I ' m in? The Freshman had never seen Nostroleum so white, looking so undernourished. And I ' m not talkin ' about that Frustrated Pre-Med idiot who came after me with a butcher ' s knife cause he ' s in love with my Artist. Haw! That was too much! You with that sword cutting off the Dean ' s cheeseburger cufflinks, and he ' s crawling on all fours searching the rubble, and that maniac screaming at you — You don ' t see why I ' m doing all this? Huh? You don ' t see the resemblance between me and Gazotsky? What am I supposed to see? Never mind. He paused in a heavy despondence. Did you ever read Dunwich Horror, a story by H.P. Lovec- raft? It reminds me of a recurring dream I ' ve had all my life. I start out somewhere, in a comfortable womb-like darkness immersed in warm honey. And I begin to feel something threatening, at first it ' s like a wasp in your room somewhere when you ' re trying to sleep. Then it grows larger, everything begins to throb, stabbing pains like light- beams, and I get to feeling there ' s a whole invasion of wasps. But really I ' m in this moving darkness, and I feel the walls close in, and I have to fight to keep from being pushed out, and I see the more I fight the more I get pushed, I get frantic, thrash about till my arms and legs are almost screwed off. I ' m being pushed out, even if I stand still, and it ' s a climbing creep-down-your-spine horrow, slowly being sucked into a huge vacuum cleaner, and I ' m dragged into the light and see for the first time, But I can ' t scream and I want to badly, until WHACK! and I jump out of bed, the sound like a bowling alley ringing in my ears, and I shiver and curl up under the covers, not wanting to lose that feeling of darkness and soundlessness. The Freshman gulped loudly, fidgetted and coughed. Heavy, he finally croaked out. A good story? Actually nothing like Lovecraft ' s story, he laughed. But I feel that horror now. I ' m no longer in control. I ' m being manipulated eyn while I manipulate. But you ' ve started the wheels in motion! Friday is the opening ceremony for the Student Union with the IGM-1000 computer demonstration, with top brass from IGM, the CIA, the Pentagon. And the entire student body staging a live concert in protest — And I ' m skipping town. Do you realize how important that machine is? Did you also know that it is wired with a thousand pounds of TNT connected to an autodestruct program in case anyone tries to tamper with it? I know what ' s gonna happen and I ' m gonna split. Wait a minute, the Freshman suddenly got bold. You ' re not gonna walk out on us! But how do you know something ' s gonna happen? Secret. You ' ll know soon enough. The last time I told anyone a secret I told the Writer something about my sex life. He went ahead and coaxed my Artist into bed, and I wouldn ' t call that spontaneous journalism. And on Jack Kerouac ' s birthday, even! Trumpets herald the triumphant arrival of this fine Spring morning brought down from the North Country on the backs of Hannibal ' s elephants. Robins chirping to the sweet sulky rhythmn of Pan ' s flute, leaves rustling and wind stroking to the baton of Stravinsky, the earth a mix of mud and green from the easel of Van Gogh, the warm wet breeze a sweet sensual whiff of Cupid ' s diapers. Students all over campus woke early on this day to stumble outside and drink the apricot sunrise, feel the nvael orange sun soak through your stiff body, tickling minnows running through your blood stream. You get horny whether you want to or not, whether you ' re gay or straight, and you piss an awful lot, on a day like today. (Ah, to live in a dorm with co-ed bathrooms!) Perhaps the cleanest fun students ever have is to take co-ed showers. Nostroleum accompanied three young girls into a Carmichael shower and stayed three hours. The Musician coaxed the timid Freshman into a bubble-bath at the 240 Colledge Without. I got lucky with the Artist again, spending a warm sunrise wallowing in mud pools near Walden Pond. My friend the Political Activist had the worst luck, he ' s always striving for perfection. He had cornered four beauties from Stratton and smeared their novice bathroom wit h Mazzola Margarine and ended up flat on his back with a broken leg. The Frustrated Pre-Med stayed funky and didn ' t bathe at all. His is a sorrowful tale of being slapped by 429 rejection letters from Med Schools. Perhaps he never got used to the slap from the very beginning. There are times, however, when the saddest of creatures have the last laugh. This, Friday April First, 1977 was such a day. Everyone walked confidently into the sunshine today as if they were ready for Candid Camera. Jokes were scrib¬ bled everywhere, and someone had spray-painted this message on the Library wall, Moderation is a vice of the bourgeois! The Gravity Stone had been moved again, and turned upside-down in front of the new Student Union. The opening celebration was scheduled for the afternoon, and Secret Service agents mingled with IGM brass and the newsmedia, while from the roof of Anderson Hall, in a very inaccessible place in f ull view of the entire campus, a sign taunted them with Welcome Bloodsuckers! The biggest joke was on the newsmedia, who thought the real story lay in the midst of the sluggish group of 8:30 party-goers setting up to attrack early morning class-goers to the Student Strike. Jokes would pike on top of jokes all day, and the newsmedia would be one step behind. Millions of Defense dollars would be spent today. President Carter would choke on his brother Billy ' s beer at the garage in Plains and would have to terminate his vacation, Cuba would send troops to Uganda, and the Soviets would declare Eastern Europe to be free of their domination. But the subtlest joke slipped by unnoticed for several days, except by our friend from the New Republic in the Dick Tracy costume. The Tufts Sightseer traditionally printed a gag issue on April First, but the front page pictures and article was no gag. One picture was old, of a married couple with their dogs posing in a gazebo, and the caption read Dr. Mrs. Fester P. Gazotsky and their dogs, Phineas and Taylor. The headline said Nostroleum ' s Momma and Papa? , and a circle around Fester ' s head pointed out the resemblance to a recent photo of Pavlov Toots Nostroleum. How close were they to the truth? The Frustrated Pre-Med didn ' t care. He ' s the one who stole the picture from the President ' s home and wrote the article, and he was enjoying his last laugh. It happened as Goddard Chapel bells tolled noon. Twelve tolls, and then a long impressive silence prevailed over the main campus choked with thousands of people, the sound emptying like a bay before a tidal wave. Then God clapped His Hands. The Almighty Roar receded for a moment, then a silent, interminable second hovered like a hallucination, and gave way to the slow rumble of God ' s Rocking Chair. The new Student Union Building with the IGM-1000 on display broke into a million jig-saw puzzle pieces and dissolved into rubble. As Fate and this writer would have it, no bodies were found in the wreckage, nor was anyone hurt, physically, for this is not a gory tale. Dazed by the blast, people as far away as the Colledge Without shuffled aimlessly in the warm April afternoon, mumbling incoherently and continuing with the party. The band played Grateful Dead tunes for a nostalgic twist of acid peel, some dogs poked in the debris, and the newsmedia departed like relatives from a wake. 241 242 The I Ching, otherwise known as the Chinese Book of Changes, has been around for centuries more than many of the established traditions of Western culture. It is essentially a collection of oracles the wisdom of which originates in the depths of human experience. Each oracle, known as a hexagram, reflects the situa¬ tion of one ' s universe at the time of its reading. As such, it ' s emphasis comes from a tradition of Chinese thought that is not interested in the casual sequence of events leading to this or that particular event, but in the present constellation of situations which distin¬ guishes this moment from all others. It is always im¬ portant to remember that the presence of an infinitude of possibilities rests with the present moment, for it is this potential for fulfillment that provides the possibil¬ ity of change. With this kind of thinking in mind, I thought it might be refreshing to view the present situation through the lens of this remarkable book. What it of¬ fers is both suggestive and elusive, two characteristics of a symbolic world that is particularly appropriate to our lives right now. What we find when turning to hexagram 58, Tui, which characterizes the situation with the image of a smiling lake and the attribute of joyousness, is a situation demanding a strong yet humble heart. True joy, therefore, rests on firmness and strength within, manifesting itself outwardly as yielding and gentle. We are reminded that Truth and strength must dwell in the heart, while gentleness reveals itself in social intercourse. In this way one as¬ sumes the right attitude toward God and man and achieves something. These words are sage advice to those of us with pretensions toward great ac¬ complishment and success. What we become in this demanding world has and will always ultimately de¬ pend on our capacities for humility and honesty. This observation is strengthened by a complementary re¬ cognition that under certain conditions, intimidation without gentleness may achieve something momentar¬ ily, but not for all time. What we are given is a suggestion that such an ap¬ proach to the present and what follows from it will bring with it a lasting and joyous success. It is to be sure, a condition of the inner man which will spread joy about. For the joyous mood is infectious and therefore brings success. If we value these words as we venture forth into an uncertain world, we will see the importance of striking a balance between a poten¬ tially turbulent outer world with the strong inner world of the heart. It is here that we shall find the self-confidence appropriate to challenge. A quiet, wordless, self-contained joy, desiring nothing from without . . . remaining free of all egoistic likes and dislikes. In this freedom lies good fortune, because it harbors the quiet security of a heart fortified within itself. Yet such a message is incomplete in the context of our worlds, for the call to action is often paramount. Many of us regard the pursuit of life ' s knowledge as ongoing and hopefully exciting, yet have difficulty without the perspective provided by the institutions of knowledge. Thus we may know that Knowledge should be a refreshing and vitalizing force, yet may sit puzzled as to how that might be. It becomes so only through stimulating intercourse with congenial friends with whom one holds discussion and practices application of the truths of life. In this way learning becomes many sided and takes on a cheerful light¬ ness. As we proceed to new places, new people, new sen¬ timents, we would only do ourselves justice by re¬ sponding to the joy of such occasion. Yet I should not be so callous as to pretend that my cheeks as I think of and fell the people who have given me life. To be sure, there is something very profound in the act of crying, yet only when we are humble enough to respond to such impulse. As to questions of purpose and direc¬ tion. Faith in the intuitive wisdom of the heart will guide us to answers realized only when their time has come. Listening to this wisdom and crying when the time is right seems to be the problem. If the previous words leave you still puzzled as to their relevance to the technical problems of life, think some more until such relevance has permeated the heart. Then it shall be true. 243 But who did it? The blast must have been preprogrammed by someone who knew assembly language. A list of students who might have had the ability to program it was furnished by the Dean of Students, but it proved to be futile. All the people in the list, by some unexplained coincidence, turned out to be novice CIA agents in the Fletcher School. Nostroleum announced to the newsmedia the following day that he had poked through the wreckage and had found a medical school rejection letter, addressed to the Frustrated Pre-Med student (who had vanished since the incident). But the absense of a corpse and his inexperience with computers suggested that the evidence was planted. The FBI Report decided that the computer malfunctioned. But rumors spread thicker than the Russian dressing on a Royal Whooper. Rumors that Nostroleum knew who was behind this, if not himself. Nostroleum ' s alibi was infallible. Upon leaving the Carmichael shower he and his shower-mates streaked the Quad and danced like nymphs around a satyr for the early-morning crowd in front of Ballou, and he immediately afterward fell prey to “walking pneumonia and was in an Infirmiry bed at noon when Humpty Dumpty blew sky-high. Still, the media hounded him. The media had a better way of getting information than mine, so I ' m writing this with a pile of journalism on my desk. For some reason Nostroleum ' s closest friends felt a duty to respond to media questions, but not to mine. Maybe they didn ' t like my questions, like why did he weare blue jeans on Wear Blue Jeans if You ' re Gay Day, or why he bowed out before the Grand Finale. Maybe they found my writing a book about his distasteful, as if I were writing one about Gary Gilmore. The media asked but one question. Who the hell is Nostroleum? He knows all there is to know about it, he was the Manson behind it, said my one-time friend the Political Activist, who, like St. Peter, tried three times to stop chewing on his foot. He played Frank Zappa music with our lives, giggled the Musician. He was Art, Itself. He was Jesus Christ playing the role of Judas Iscariot. He was a Zen riddle riding the crest of fame and fortune, he was a whiff of gunpowder that backfired from your gun! Now let ' s not get too heavy, Mr. Freshman. I wasn ' t quoted, my answer to the newsmedia was too profound and could only be quoted in a modern fable such as this. My answer was: I created him. But the favored quote of them all came softly from the lovely lips of Nostroleum ' s lover, the Artist: He ' s mad, bad, and dangerous to know! The President of Tufts University, Dr. Fester P. Gazotsky, could not be reached for comment. He had vanished since noon on that fateful day. Rumors have him in Uganda as Idi Amin ' s Foreign Policy Advisor, in free Eastern Europe opening Royal Burgers franchises, in L.A. negotiating to buy San Clemente, as next week ' s scheduled guest host on the Tonight Show, and on a goose farm in Maine ghost writing the Tufts Yearbook. For the record, he left his resignation stuck with Nostroleum ' s epee to the lapel of the Dean of Students, who was subsequently fired by the Chairman of the Board. Kurt Vonnegut would say So it goes . . . but I say What next? Two persistent rumors buzz like trapped flies in the sun-baked car parked illegally in the fire lane next to bumt-out Barnum. These two rumors have survived Walter Cronkite ' s deadpan criticisms and Barbara Walters ' provocative lisp. They will constantly remind the students that Good can triumph over Evil even at Tiny T.U., just as Jumbo the elephant will always remind the students of P.T. Bamum ' s Somerville Swindle and laughing gas. The one rumor was the Dr. Fester P. Gazotsky was a counterspy infiltrating the CIA ' s secret base of operations in the Fletcher School, and that he programmed the blast himself. The rumor unfortunately doesn ' t say whose side he was on, or for that matter, how many sides there were. The other rumor was the P.T. Nostroleum was Fester P. Gazotsky ' s illegitimate son. If so, then like father, like son: Nostroleum transfered out and entered the Wharton School of Business, where he met and married the heir to a pickle fortune, and discovered 57 varieties of heartburn. But Fester P. Gazotsky today remains an enigma. The old fart. We ' ve come to the end of our modem fable, Limping Crowe, my dear editor, you ' ve been perched on my shoulder like Nietzsche ' s Dwarf all night and into the wee hours, and now the smoke curdles our minds and Bacchus, god of the eternal grape, has failed us, yet sweetened us. But a fable, modern or otherwise, must prove its own point. We need to come up with a moral. May I quote Nostroleum? I came here for an education. Does that sum it up? Or is the Freshman a clue here? Is this story meant to describe the perfect relationship a tone-deaf intellectual debutante has with an accomplished Musician? Is this story meant to show the futility of Liberal Arts Activism? Is this story meant to ruin my health by making me smoke Winstons? I almost finished his story, but the ending got away under the cover of complexity, and I lost the beginning somewhere in the basement of 25 Whitfield Rd. Nostroleum ' s rise to fame and fortune in the pickle industry and the U.S. Presidency is a story I ' d give to Art Buchwald, if he ' d pay me the equivalent of one semester ' s tuition at Tufts University. 244 As for Fester P. Gazotsky, I hope he chokes on a Havanna cigar in Uganda, or croaks on a cheeseburger in Eastern Europe, or walls himself up in San Clemente and rots, or is hexed by Orson Welles and mispronounced by Ed McMahon, or reveals himself as the ghost behind all this madness. Just as he appeared unexpectedly in last year ' s Tufts Yearbook, he dashed his way across the pages of this modern fable, leaving behind an enigmatic legacy of perplexed writers and tired imaginations. Now we are through with him, maybe? Can we clean up this old graffiti and start fresh? I have one last thing to say to you Seniors: this story ends where you life begins. And now, for you Freshmen. Did you come here for an education? Make sure you have your order ready, and count your change. 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Peter explaineb tljat l|is frienb bras a Ijistorg major. piljen bre bralkeb in Ije bras cljnckling ober tlje paper, shaking it in front of I|is face. 247 They went down the icy steps into the street, up the rest of the long hill toward the campus. Mounds of heavy, bulky snow everywhere, the Mystic Lakes breed of winter, swooping early out of the north; the sky swollen, portentous, dumping huge, carpetlike flakes incessantly, neutralizing each extreme of spectral color, sterilizing shapes, muting sounds, holding out against the first torrential thaw, the first blinking of the unclothed sun. I am not ionized and I possess not valence. Richard Farina Been Down So Long It Looks Like Up To Me Dell Publishing Co., Inc. 1971 249 John Holden 3 ft - Stacey Coleman Barbara Levy Tom O ' Connor George Kalogerakis Anne M. 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Smith t Alice Gerardi 320 Fred Davis Randi Klein Roberta Rose Robin Jelley Ralph Cohn Cheryl Brown 321 Neil Redline Janice Dickstein Kathy Stark Nanette Navarre Herluf Luud Karen Besser Jose Rios Bruce Clarke Pam Weiner Joe McCord Linda Krause Louise Akilliau Lori Peterson Elizabeth David 323 I i Lynn Farkas Try Somerville House of Pizza ESPRESSO Delivers Small and Large 336 Boston Ave. (7:30 p.m.- Pizzas Grinders Sandwiches Call: 396-0062 midnite) Buy 5 items for 950 and up. Get Pizza and hot oven Subs, Fish and Chips, French Fries one small Pizza free! and Onion Rings, Hamburg Plates. Open: Sunday: 1 p.m.-12 p.m. Delivery to all campus dorms Mon-Thurs.: 10:30 a.m.-2 a.m. 666-8232 1167 Broadway, Teele Sq., Somerville Fri Sat: 10:30 a.m.-2 a.m. University Dining Services Congratulates the class of 1977 Curtis Snack Bar Carmichael Dewick-Macphie Dewick Evening Snack Bar Hodgdon Faculty Graduate Center Steve ' s Ice Cream Open 2-11:30, 7 Day a week Try our hot fudge Supercookie Sundae, with ground Reese ' s Peanut Butter cup on top! Ba Bank Middlesex 321 BOSTON AVE. — |Narratibe 39 Poglston street looked tike a bunci] of prehistoric reptiles fighting for a biater Ijole built on rumors. JV riber of buzz-sabis speebing like Mississippi riber boats gleam- tug like bestrogers tbjat reallg tromp on it Ijeabeb for tlje foaterfall biljere tljeg all jump for tlje ebge aub accelerate straight bobin in tl]eir rust] to beat tl|e biater before it breaks ou tl]e rocks aub scatters glass axles aub bloob ebergful]ere like tl|at cab bil]o fell off tl|e expressbiag. 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